Golden Butterfly

"Please, Mr. Blackthorn...you shouldn't be doing this." Emmeline's was heaving. "Why ever not, my delectable little minx? It's clear we both want this." Rather than heed her feeble protest, Zavian simply chuckled darkly and nuzzled against her heated skin. "Your wife is under this very roof!" her body seemed to betray her once more when his lips hovered near hers, trembling with anticipation. His hand moved down her body. It found her legs and then her femininity. "So wet for me." Zavian whispered. Emmeline's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and desire. "I didn't expect you to be so quick to get excited," he said with a teasing edge to his words. "Just fleeting touches and light kisses have you overflowing. Doesn't your husband satisfy you?" "Mr. Blackthorn!" her eyes widened. "I promised myself I wouldn't fall into temptation again," Emmeline confessed, looking up at him with watery eyes. "There are so many obstacles between us. We're both married and you're almost twice my age," "It's okay to ignore the barriers." Zavian's response was simple. *** Emmeline thinks her life is finally falling into place the day she marries Richard, a wealthy man admired in high society. But behind the charming facade he shows the world lies a volatile, controlling monster who takes twisted pleasure in demeaning her. Determined to conceal his violent behavior, Richard moves them to an upscale neighborhood far from their old neighbors who have already seen too much. There, Emmeline crosses paths with the most dangerous and feared man in the country, a meeting that changes her life forever.

"Tell me to stop. Tell me now, or I won't be able to hold back." his tone was both a challenge and a plea. Serena swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest at the electric tension between them. "I don't want you to stop," she breathed, barely recognizing her own voice. His eyes darkened even more. So much so that the ambers in them completely disappeared. He gnashed his teeth so hard as he fought for control. Serena could feel the tension radiating off him in waves like a spring ready to snap. "You don't know what you're doing to me," he growled roughly. She bit her lip, both thrilled and intimidated by the raw need in his voice. Her fingers trailed along the hard line of his jaw, feeling the slight stubble there. "Show me," she challenged. His breathing grew even more ragged. Serena could see the struggle on his face - the battle between his overwhelming desire and his need to protect her from his own intensity. "I could hurt you," he warned again. "I'm not sure I can ever be gentle with you. I'm rough. My kind of s*x is brutal." *** [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Serena's life hit rock bottom when she caught her husband cheating on her with her best friend. She decided to lose herself in a bar, hoping to wash away her pain. However, life has this funny way of messing up plans - she ended up in a one night stand that only added more trouble to her already chaotic reality.

"Strip!" he ordered. "No way am I doing that!" I spat back defiantly. "Well then... If my little wildcat wants to play house... Be my guest, sweetheart!" His tone was dripping with mockery as he began closing the distance between us with calculated steps. My eyes widened in horror at what he brandished in his right hand. He was holding a pair of gleaming scissors! "Your body is absolutely breathtaking, my dear wife. I can't wait to explore every inch of you." His tongue darted out to wet his lips in anticipation. [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] BSDM. NO CHEATING! My wedding was a day I looked forward to the most throughout my teen. I couldn't contain my joy at the prospect of marrying the man who had been the object of my affection for such a long time—my future husband. But who would have thought I was merely a naive girl believing we shared similar emotions? My entire world came crashing down when my wedding night turned out to be the most horrifying night of my whole life.

"You are not only the father of my future husband, but also the father of my best friend." He regarded me with eyes shaped like crescent moons and spoke his letters in a voice that was alluring. "Let's keep this to ourselves and nobody will find out about us." *** He is a forbidden man whose temptation makes it possible for two sinners to have sexual relations regardless of the cost. His breath trails behind my lips and teases the delicate threads of my femininity, making me want to grab hold of his collar and ensnare him in an everlasting kiss. To the extent that my mind can go, everything that is not allowed to be eaten was delicious.