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The Alpha Prince's Forbidden Love

As my eyes remained locked into Jordan's, a sudden rush of memories flooded my mind, transporting me back to our innocent childhood days to the day Jordan told me that he would be the first and only man I would ever mate. Overcome with emotion, tears of both happiness and pain trickled down my ear as I held Jordan's head firmly. "Sweetheart, you know I love you, right?" Jordan whispered, his voice deep and sensual, breaking the cold silence that had enveloped the room. "I know and I love you more," I responded in a broken whisper. "I have fantasized about this moment for years. A moment you would look me in the eyes and tell me how much you love me as you deflower me," I said as tears continued streaming down my ear. I had always fantasized about a sweet moment with Jordan. A moment that was free of pain. I never knew it would be the sweetest and most painful experience I had ever experienced in my life. "My heart beats solely for you," Jordan's sensual voice lured me into a relaxed mood as he continued trying to penetrate me.  ________________ Jordan, the Alpha Prince, fell in love with Thalia, a common maid and a human who served in his wealthy family. What seemed like childhood affection blossomed into an unbreakable bond. The more the werewolf community tries to stop them, the more they uncover lots of buried secrets that make them realize that Thalia is not actually who they think she is. [Warning: Mature Content]

Kelsey_ · 现代言情
分數不夠
114 Chs
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I'm Not Your Father!

Inside one of the guest rooms, Jenna and I retrieved the instruction manual from the box and carefully studied it.

After familiarizing ourselves with the manual, I grabbed the small device labeled HeniTech and switched it on. We followed the instructions until we connected H2T, the particular device that was in the room where the conversation would take place. Transmission began immediately.

Voices echoed through the device. We listened intently and soon realized that it was just the domestic workers cleaning the room that were making the noise.

Meanwhile, while Jenna and I were looking for a better place to keep the device, the intercom in the guest room blinked and promptly connected us to the living room. Unlike the intercom in our bedroom, this one did not require us to accept or decline incoming calls.