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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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Sinful Secret Thirty-Three

The Majestic Downtown is decorated in bright white and gold accents more befitting of a wedding than a fundraiser, although I suppose I'm not the best judge of what is and is not appropriate for such situations. Since everyone from lists A, B, and C are in attendance tonight, the security here is solid and our own personal security fits right in with their standard black tuxedos and earpieces, following us just far enough back to be discreet. They aren't the only personal security here, though. Gabe was telling me earlier that basically, their entire firm was going to be in attendance tonight, and they're not the only ones. I guess that is the one pro about being among guests occupying this level of fame. I feel less out of place being followed around by burley men in suits.