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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?

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Deadly Sin Seventeen

About a thousand tears after dropping Lenore off at the airport, Lexington and I are on our way down the Pacific Coast Highway just enjoying the fresh air with the top down. I've tied my long hair back under a Dolce and Gabanna scarf, but Lexington's overgrown Locks are dancing in the wind as it blows overhead.

We haven't had much of a chance for quality time between the two of us lately. Yes, we now live together and therefore sleep next to each other each night. We also go to school together and both are in the same secret society. But there's a difference between time and quality time. Yes, I want to solve my sister's case, and yes I'm very involved in the investigation and underbelly of Windsor, but beyond that, I've grown to care deeply about people. Lexington, in particular.

About an hour north of LA, Lexington surprises me by pulling off the road in an area I don't recognize.

"Where are we going?"