The hideout

The music was deafeningly loud. The beat almost supplanted your own heart beat as you entered the dance club and were assaulted by the primal rhythms that rocked the air. The squeal of guitars and[…]

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Camorra chapter 3

Hurriedly changing his breeches and shirt for a clean pair, he made his way down towards the kitchen again. In the corridor, he passed Camorra in the corridor, who avoided his eyes and swept past[…]

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Initiation

“Have you initiated Samantha yet?” Carol Green asked her eldest daughter. After taking a long sip of her scalding hot coffee Jill Barton replied, “not yet mom, you know she just turned eighteen a few[…]

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I own you

I walk in the room, push you up against the wall and kiss you so hard that it takes your breath away and leaves you panting for breath… Pinning your arms against the wall, I[…]

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