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Sin Society

"He skates one arm up my back, placing his firm grip at my nape and pulling me into a kiss. I'm not usually huge on public displays, but I can't help myself, melting into him completely. He turns his head slightly, moving to deepen the kiss and I open my mouth to him. A small moan escapes me which he deftly swallows. I feel his other hand creeping up my front as his fingertips slip below my bikini top and heat explodes deep within me. If I weren't already in a hot tub I would undoubtedly be wet at the contact." Genvieve Dubois has built a new life for herself. After moving away from the toxicity of tinsel town to start college to become an investigative reporter, she finds success in the true crime world - which proves helpful as tragedy strikes when her sister is brutally attacked while attending Windsor University back in Hollywood. Gen moves back home, going undercover to crack the mystery of what happened to her sister, but runs into some unexpected secrets buried within the lore of Windsor University's High Society. One of those secrets quickly becomes; who exactly is Lexington Wells? Blue-eyed bad boy and all-around campus heartthrob. What exactly does he want with Genvieve? Can Gen crack the case before she's exposed?

TayeSteele · Urban
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177 Chs

Sinful Secret Forty-Seven

The following morning started bright and early with Charles and Gabe taking Renee, Lenore, and me into the city to do some shopping for the big day. I suppose that calling it a city is generous, given how small it is. It's more like a village. Although I will say that what it lacks in size it more than makes up for in poshness. Everything in the surrounding area just reeks of money. Aside from the handful of stores that seem to be local and niche, the remaining shops all appear to be designer names and have large price tags. 

The first shop we hit this morning was the jewelry store. Lexington had made an appointment with them before the shop opened so that we could shop unhindered by other customers. The man knows how I feel about shopping, so it was much appreciated. Although most jewelry stores don't hold the same bustling vibe that clothing stores do, I still don't like the pretense.