_Elle

Just when you think you loved the wrong person, you meet the right one who reminds you what love truly is. And just like that, the fairytale begins.

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Lily's life was apparently perfect, she had a good work that kept her occupied for the majority of her time and a husband she deeply and devotedly loved. The women in the city enviously hated her for having the perfect life they all dreamed about. Until the workaholic girl's perfect life image falls apart when her husband leaves her at the altar and confesses he cheated on her, in front of everyone.
After that day, her life doesn't appear so perfect to the women in the city that now laughed behind her back.
The poor Lily never felt more pathetic in her life and she wished the ground would swallow her down for the embarrassment she felt in the second he declared he had seconds thoughts.
The same day, three hours and about four drinks later, Lily was enough dizzy to finally rebel against her (almost) husband's despicable gesture.
She wanted to prove to all the people who called her perfect and who said she would never do something aberrant and crazy by having one night of passion with a mysterious man at the club.
Little did she knew that the man was none other than the richest man in the city.

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Love at First Night

150 goldentickets=mass release

[smut alert; don't read if uncomfortable]

I always hated sitting or laying on hard surfaces while being involved in sexual activities, because it was so uncomfortable that you end up waiting for it to finish as soon as possible. After all, then your back and your neck hurt more than the pleasure you're dimmed in.

But with Cameron, every pain was endurable and nothing compared to how great it was fitting our bodies together and having him inside me.

His hands were set on the table's edges, giving it a jolt as he slid slightly backward to thrust again.

My nails still dug in his skin, creating a red slight spot over his shoulders.

My breath hitched even more as his gaze leered through my body, I could feel him undressing me with his gaze. I laid naked in front of him even if I was still wearing clothing, naked of fears, of rules, of names to identify our story and of trust issues.

Worth it