Trapped by Xavier’s dark obsession, amnesiac Isobel Miller must prove her identity and find her sister before her past is erased.

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”I felt his caress; it was subtle like a feather, but his fingers left a trail of electricity through my skin and made my body shiver asking for a deeper contact. He knows how to tease me; he knows how to make me surrender, even against my will. I am addicted to his embrace, and I hate myself for becoming wet with his mere touch. I try not to react, to pretend I am sleeping, while his hands explore my body. His beard brushes my nape and his tongue caresses my earlobe. My cunt clenched in anticipation. My body betrays my mind. This doesn’t seem right, I need to stop this, before I am dragged by the sea of lies that I created myself. I ease my breath and don’t move, pretending that I am in a deep slumber. Maybe he will leave me alone, and I will not commit another sin. But his finger teases my clit, and a wave of pleasure erupts in my belly and escapes through my mouth. I want him to fuck me, fuck me hard until I lose my senses, until I forget who I am. Until I forget I am not Bella.”