Who Am I?
I have no clue.
What am I to do?
The future holds
My destiny,
Yet I don't know
If I deserve
To live this life
At all.
Who am I?
I wonder
Am I even
Alive?
Because sometimes
I forgot how
It feels to smile
From inside.
Maybe I'm not
Living at all.
I'm empty.
A body without
A soul.
Who am I?
I'm nobody.
Anonymous.
Unknown.
The Enemy | #4
Her slender neck juts out at him, he could easily wrap his hand around the base, the thought remains a pleasing barrier that cages in his anger. Kai grabs her wrist and pulls her flush against his chest, giving no thought to the amount of attention they’d just drawn by the encounter. “Keep that mouth running and I’ll shove something hard down it,” his touch burns across her skin.
Twisting her wrist, she pulls free. “We’re in public.”
“You think that will stop me from bending you over and ramming into you from behind.” It isn’t a question. Little did she know, Kai would never expose her to a crowd simply because she is his little prey, a little treat for his eyes only to feast on.
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Fourth book in the 'Dangerously Erotic' series.
Naked | preview
A dark look flashes through his eyes and Emilia feels liquid heat leak from the junction between her thighs. "Gabriel Calváni." The man introduces himself.
Emilia scoffs, "nice name, Romeo."
"Charming, sweetheart. Do you have a name or do you go by; Juliet?" A smirk forms on the tall mans face, it'd been a while since such an expression had been welcomed.
The woman holds back her surprise at his teasing banter, "Emilia O'Niell."
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"Prepare yourself for an explosion of pleasurably, erotic destruction." — Jay