UNCENSORED: The Steamy Vignettes Return

⚠️ Content Warning:

If you're not ready for explicit scenes, taboo age-gap encounters, possessive domination, dark obsession, and heat that pushes every boundary—this book is not for you.

But if you are... welcome to your next addiction.

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“You’ll get everything you want—your mom’s surgery bills, your brother’s education, your father’s loan… and anything else you need—if you simply do what I ask,” Alex said smoothly, his voice low and commanding as his fingers lightly traced the curve of Abigail’s cheek. The space between them had all but disappeared.

Abigail’s breath hitched. “B-but, sir… what you're asking for—it’s wrong. For both of us.”

Alex’s expression darkened, the softness in his eyes vanishing like a switch flipped. “Then I guess you're willing to let your mother die for the sake of your principles.”

The word die sliced through her like a blade.

Her knees weakened. Her eyes welled. The pain of reality crushed whatever walls she had tried to hold up. This wasn’t about pride anymore—it was about saving the woman who had sacrificed everything for her.

With trembling lips, Abigail closed her eyes. A single tear slipped down her cheek.

Then, she nodded.

Alex’s jaw tightened, his mouth curving into a slow, calculated smirk. The sight of her surrender—innocent, tearful, and helpless—ignited something primal within him.

He leaned in, the tension thick and crackling in the air, his breath brushing her skin like a promise she couldn't escape.

As he sniffed in her cologne, she could feel his breath tickle her skin. He brought his lips to her neck and played dryly with it. Abigail gasped as she instinctively threw her head backwards, closing her eyes.

He lifted his head from her neck, he loved the sight of her petite face. With his gaze fixed on hers, he gently took her hands and placed it on his hard manhood.

She let out a loud gasp and her eyes shot open. She looked down on where her hand was placed and then back at his face with wide eyes.

“Huge enough, huh?” Alex asked with a tight smirk on his face. “You're going to rub your sweet hands on it while I kiss you,”

Abigail's lips tightened as he brought his face closer. It all felt surreal to her. It was hard to accept that her second intimacy with a man would be this way. Her first time was with her first love whom she trusted with her cherry. He never returned after he took it from her. But this time she was doing it to save her mom.

Alex's lips on hers interrupted her thought. He forced his lips through, setting hers apart. His lips claimed hers, the kiss turning hot and messy in the best possible way. He sucked intensely, while making sure her hand was on the spot he ordered.

Abigail's eyes closed as she felt his tongue on her teeth. She tried to deny the sensation of his touch but it won eventually. Without realizing, she began