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"Don't deny it. You want it." Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs. 

I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul. 

"Your body craves it." He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted with goosebumps and I exhaled sharply. I want to speak, but I can't. He has that much effect on me. His tongue played with my nipples and I mewled. That felt so good. 

"You want me as much as I want you." He whispered with his lips pressed on my skin. I shouldn't be doing this. I know I should stay away from this man but how can I when he invades my thoughts daily? When he's the only one my body wants. It's frustrating because no matter how hard I try, I can't say no to him. And I am this close to making the worst mistake of my life. I swallowed, trying to fathom the words out.His fingers brushed my core and I jerked forward, pressing my body on his. 

"I don't want you." 

"You're lying." He said, playing with the strap of my thong with a lazy finger. My eyes rolled back in my socket with pleasure. I am lying but he's making it so hard.

"We shouldn't be doing this, Killian." Killian? Do I really have the right to call him that? 

"Give me one reason why and I won't touch you."

"Because you're my best friend's Fiance."

SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ

I have an entire squad here with me. Arranged in a row by row formation are the people who will do my dirty work for me. 


Oh, what a wonderful day today is. What an interesting one it will be. A half grin forms on my lips. If a girl can’t have what she wants, she might as well pay for it and that’s what I’ve done. 


“Make no mistakes.” I repeat to them for the hundredth time. I raise my hand up to show them a photograph. “It’s her you want and no other. “One slightest mistake or damage to someone else and I will have you all pay for it. Is that understood? 


“Yes, sir. Objective clearly received, sir!” Explodes loudly in the hall at the unified response. Only men are present here. Strong, rigid, trained men for no other task but massacre. I love being referred to as ‘sir’ by them. It’s funny but somewhat professional. 


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