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#1. I am alone with you," he says. "And at the same time, neither of us will ever be alone again.

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#2. He won't be happy until he's banging the next big thing. And while he'd prefer a female, I think he'd fuck anything that moves if he thinks it'll ease his climb to the top. Male, female, or small farm animal.

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#3. Mostly, it will make me feel better. Please, Nikki. Right now I'm asking. Don't make me demand.

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#4. He is power and poetry, grace and perfection, and I feel my body tighten in response to the beauty that is Damien.

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#5. Do you know what passion is?"
I blink, confused.
"Most people think it only means desire. Arousal. Wild abandon. But that's not all. The word derives from the Latin. It means suffering. Submission. Pain and pleasure, Nikki. Passion.

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#6. Date?" I hear the hardness creeping into his voice. "I've escorted a lot of women around this town, and I've fucked a hell of a lot of them. But I didn't date them.

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#7. Paris is light and love and romance," he whispers. "And so are you. I knew from the first time I touched you that I would explore Paris with you. But only as my wife.

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#8. In Dallas, June is hot, July is hotter, and August is hell. Not

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#9. But - I cut myself off. The truth is I don't give a fuck what happens

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#10. You're amazing, Mr. Stark. You just blink and things happen.

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#11. It is suddenly very, very hot in the limo,

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#12. He picks me up and carries me to bed, then eases up to spoon behind me, his arms around my waist. I sigh, lost in the pleasure of being so well attended to.

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#13. Free will, Nikki. Tell me to stop, and I will. But tell me fast, because I'm going to kiss that damnable mouth of yours, and goddammit, Nikki, I'm doing it to keep you quiet.

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#14. Poor you." I twist in his arms and plant a gentle kiss on his chin as he tightens the sash around my waist. "Just like Alexander. No worlds left to conquer.

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#15. Hell, yes, I'm jealous. I'm jealous of anyone who comforts you. Who pulls you into his arms and makes the hurt go away.

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#16. Don't you dare feel sorry for 'could have'.

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#17. He steps closer, still not touching me, but so close that I can hear my own heartbeat echoing against the hard breadth of his chest. You are.

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#18. Does it involve getting naked and going back to bed, and you assuring me that you didn't marry me for my culinary skills?

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#19. I'm not spiraling down. I could never spiral down with you beside me. You hold me up, Damien.

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#20. Your breasts. Your nipples. The insides of your thighs. I want you wet for me, baby. A little drunk and a whole lot wet.

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#21. Your parents are your first conception of love, the first object of your love. You love them wholly and unconditionally, and expect that back. When you don't get that in return, it colors everything.

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#22. Wishing I had the words to truly describe the way my heart swells with both relief and gratitude when I think about how even the tiniest snip of the threads in the tapestry of time could have sent our lives spiraling down different paths.

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#23. You didn't find something you liked last night?" Carl asks. "I wouldn't say that," Stark answers, his eyes on me. "But I'm still not satisfied.

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#24. I like Damien Stark. He's not what I expected, but there's something compelling about him - and it's more than just the fact that he's hotter than sin and got me worked up into quite a lather. He seems perfectly comfortable in his own skin.

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#25. I love you, Nikki. I say it with every touch, with every look, with every breath that I take. I love you. I love you so much it hurts.

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#26. And the blast destroys everything it touches.

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#27. Because Damien Stark is like crack to me. Seductive and very, very addictive.

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#28. There is no one else who has the power to tear me apart the way you do, Nikki. No one else who can reach in and squeeze my heart. You are my world, Ms. Fairchild, and I love you desperately.

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#29. A smile is his only answer, but it doesn't matter. I already know how, and it doesn't scare me: Damien Stark can see beneath my mask.

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#30. Close your eyes," he orders.
"Why?"
"Because I said to."
I close my eyes.

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#31. You humble me, Nikki. Don't you see that? It must be clear from my expression that I do not, because he goes on. If I do all those things for you
soothe you, center you, give you strength
then that is worth more to me than every penny I have earned building Stark International.

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#32. A man is never more himself than when he is alone ... That is when the mask comes off. Shut the door, and the persona drops away. Alone, you reveal your soul.

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#33. Where Damien and I are concerned, there is never just silence. There is heat and electricity and lust and need, all harnessing the power of the universe to pull us together. And how can I be expected to fight physics?

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#34. He cocks his head to the side as if listening. "There. Did you hear it?"
"What?"
"The clink of coins as I just earned a few thousand more."
I roll my eyes.

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#35. He shifts so that I can see him better, then draws an "x" over his heart. I raise a brow, and he lifts two fingers in a Boy Scout salute. I hold back a laugh, and he holds up his pinkie finger. "Shall we pinkie swear ?

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#36. I have to concede that I have often needed things that are not only bad for, but very, very dangerous.

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#37. An entire empire needing his attention, and yet in that moment, I am his whole world.

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#38. You owe me now, mister. You can't expect to steal a woman's pastry and get away with it.

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#39. A game, yes. But I like it. In this game, there are no losers.

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#40. Stay put," he says. "Don't touch yourself. Don't put your legs together. You'll come when I let you, Nikki, but not before. Break my rules, and I promise you won't like the punishment.

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#41. I can paint love and pain and honor and longing and any goddamn emotion you want to name. But saying it? Showing it? I'm not good at that, baby.

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#42. We're kindred spirits. And you're strong, Nikki. There's a core of strength and confidence in you that's damn sexy.

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#43. I think I understand what Damien needs. Not the pain, but the control.

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#44. I don't want an icon. Not on my wall, not in my bed. I want the woman, Nikki. I want you.

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#45. A reminder that circumstances and the world can be controlled, no matter how futile and lost some moments might feel.

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#46. I swear to god, Angie, you're like Kryptonite - you fucking break me.

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#47. So maybe we're both broken," I said. "Maybe we make each other whole.

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#48. This excited you, doesn't it? Not knowing where we're going next. What's going to happen. Who might turn that corner. Not knowing if I'm going to kiss you or fuck you. I'll give you a hint, Angie. I'm going to do both.

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#49. You are my everything," he repeats. "But I can't be true to you if I'm not true to myself." - Damien Stark, Complete Me

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#50. There's nothing good about an atomic reaction,

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#51. Because I see you, he said simply. What I heard was, Because I love you.

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#52. Because I can. Because I want you. Because I don't want to court my way up to our first fuck. And because I don't want to play games.

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#53. Maybe you aren't as smart as you think you are, Mr. Stark."
"Nonsense. I'm fucking brilliant. Or haven't you heard?

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#54. Please, Damien. You can't control the world? So what? Control me.

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#55. He spent so long building walls to protect his privacy that I think he forgot to build a door.

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#56. Nikki, darling, light of my life. Can I have my driver take you to work?

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#57. Damien is my anchor to this world, and I am his. But if we are going to keep each other, we have to fight the shadows of
our pasts to move forward into our future.

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#58. Except I am; I always am. Even when I am not touching him, I am connected to him.

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#59. I don't want you to have to handle it. That's the horror of my past. But you ... you're the reality of my present. You're the proof I survived. The prize in the cereal box.

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#60. I nod, understanding the unspoken message: No matter what, he will never stop looking out for me. I can't argue with him about that, after all, I feel the same way.

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#61. Secrets, he'd said, and I shiver, afraid that Damien's going to have to face that darkness. But I'll be there when he does, and we'll face the darkness together."
"I can. Because when Damien's beside me, I'm no longer afraid of the dark.

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#62. And so I struggle against my bonds, not because I want to get free, not even because I want the pain. I want what it represents. That I am Damien's. Bound to him. Marked by him. Claimed by him.

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#63. Wherever I am, you belong. You're mine. Say it.

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#64. And that is the real elephant in the room. The monkey in my wrench. The worm in my candy bar ...

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#65. It's too big, too powerful. There is no start and no end, nothing with which I can measure the length and breadth of what I feel for you.

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#66. He wants his lover to trust him. To surrender herself to him completely. To let him orchestrate the pleasures of her body. But he leaves the ultimate choice up to her. He lets her have one hand free, and that is the moment Blaine captured on the canvas.

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#67. You're like the portrait," he says. "A vision of erotic beauty. But a portrait isn't flesh, and its beauty can't feel pleasure.

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#68. I saw the hurt on your face when you escaped the party with Evelyn. And each smile, each frown, each laugh, and each flash of pain in your eyes were like wounds to me, Nikki, because I wasn't the one sharing them with you.

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#69. I'm going to fuck you, Nikki. Pleasure? We're going to blow the roof off pleasure. I'm going to make you beg for it. I'm going to claim you. I'm going to tease you. I'm going to torment you. And you're going to come for me like you've never come in your life.

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#70. He is Jason and Hercules and Perseus
a figure so strong and beautiful and heroic that the blood of the gods must flow through him, because how else could a being so fine exist in this world?

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#71. Whatever you need from me, all you have to do is take it. You know that.

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#72. I'll give you what you want, Sloane," he said. "What we both want. But think long and hard before you come to me. There are things that I like. Things that I want and expect from the woman in my bed. And I don't play by anyone's rules but my own.

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#73. I'd forgotten the depth of my own weakness, and it's never safe to think that you're stronger than you are.

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#74. I'm smart enough to know that you feel it, too. This isn't just heat, it's a goddamned conflagration. Not chemistry, but nuclear fission.

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#75. Men fuck up, you know. Except for Damien," she adds with a completely straight face. "He's perfectly perfect." She manages to hold it together for a minute, and then we both laugh.

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#76. There's only one woman in the world who can bring me to my knees. So tell me, Ms. Fairchild. Will you do me the greatest honor? Will you be my wife?

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#77. Damien, wake up." I shake his shoulder. "Either we really set the sheets on fire, or something out there is burning.

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#78. Maybe this man does have secrets and skeletons. But right now, I'm seeing his heart. And I like what I see.

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#79. I am like a switch, and all it takes is the slightest contact from Damien to send a wild current through me. To light me up and make me shine.

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#80. I want to soothe him, want to stroke his cheek and run my fingers through his hair. I want to pull his head to my breast and whisper soft words, and I want to make love to him slowly and sweetly until the shadows of the night are gone and the morning light bathes us in color.

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#81. Being together came close to destroying both of us once already," he says. "But I don't fucking care. You are the memory that gets me through my days, and the fantasy that saves me in the night.

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#82. One million dollars, Ms. Fairchild. You get the cash, and I get you.

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#83. So I balanced the weight of my past against the promise of my future.

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#84. I assumed he knew that your coach was abusing you. I realized in the limo that he didn't."
For a moment, there is only silence. When Damien speaks, his words are ice cold. "He knew.

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#85. He is not a man who hurts the woman he loves.

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#86. I believe a megalomaniac is someone who suffers from delusions about their own power. Trust me," he says, and this time I am certain I see mirth dancing in his eyes, "I suffer no delusions about the extent of my power.

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#87. Everyone should feel alive. Should smash up against passion and danger, against temptation and anticipation. You have to push the envelope sometimes,because otherwise how do you know what your limits really are?

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#88. There is an excitement to being bound. To being helpless. A sensual thrill that comes from trusting fully and abandoning modesty at the command of your lover.

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#89. We're moving so fast." "No," he said gently. "We're just moving at the speed of us.

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#90. with a firm hand under my chin. I stay there, my

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#91. Possess. Have. Hold. Enjoy. Control. Dominate. Pick your verb, Ms. Fairchild. I intend to explore so very many of them.

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#92. You have captured me utterly, and you hold my heart in your hands. Be gentle with it. It's more fragile than you might think.

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#93. I want to touch your breasts, Nikki. I want to touch your nipples. I want to lower my mouth and suck until you come without me even touching your clit. Do you want that, Nikki?

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#94. some more general discussion about the

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#95. Do you need more? Tell me, Nikki. I want to hear what you need.

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#96. He began to walk slowly around me, as a man in a museum might circle a statue.

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#97. There are a lot of ways to pleasure a woman," he said, and his tone suggested we hadn't even begun. "Hard and raw, soft and sentimental. How can I know what she wants until I see how she reacts?

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#98. Never, baby. Between us, the sun is never going down.

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#99. Everyone breaks a little sometimes. That doesn't make you weak. It makes you wounded.

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#100. That if you were mine I would hold you close every day. I would tell you that you are my breath, my life. That you are the thing that gives my life meaning. That makes me whole.

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