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His Beautiful Addiction

COMPLETED!!! Bronze winner Spirity Spring Awards 2020 "A dark soul, damaged by his past An angel forced to be his mistress. Can anything go right? Would they ever be able to fall in love? Will she be able to see past his darkness? Will he be able to protect her when danger comes knocking? Find out in this book... An Excerpt* ''You know what you are getting into, right?'' He asked, crossing his legs, he raised a brow; Tiana's lips slanted and her eyes narrowed at him; ''As long as you pay me, I'll do whatever you want. '' Nicklaus was amazed by her sudden audaciousness; but he was sure she was just trying to seem bold, He knew her, she was just a weak, trembling soul, and she was trying so hard to mask it; A smirk appeared on his lips as a thought came into his mind; ''Whatever I want? '' He asked again and Tiana replied immediately without a second thought; ''Yes, Mr. Nicklaus, whatever you want. '' ''Alright then, I want you to strip yourself and go lie down on the bed. '' He did not have any thought of touching her; he just wanted to see her reaction. But what Tiana did next shocked him.

zhiruyi · Urban
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Who wants who now?

''Wow… '' Tiana exclaimed as Nicklaus held the door open for her; ''where is this place?''

She asked, a smile on her chin.

It was a villa. It was quiet and on the outskirts of the city. There were lights all around and a beautifully decorated entrance. She was with Nicklaus all day so she wondered what time he had to prepare for something so beautiful and thoughtful, except maybe he didn't plan for this dinner that day.

''Do you like it? '' Nicklaus asked, and she smiled;

''I love it, it's beautiful and thoughtful.'' He smiled as they walked into the house. Nicklaus walked them to the dining table, and he held out a chair for her before he sat down opposite her; there was a wine bottle and two glasses resting on the table, and he opened it, pouring them some.

''Thank you. '' Tiana replied with a smile. She sipped from her drink, looking around the house, more like avoiding eye contact with him, because his eyes had not left her since they sat down.