{"id":262478,"date":"2026-07-13T19:03:35","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T16:03:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/her-belonging-hr-lloyd\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T19:03:35","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T16:03:35","slug":"her-belonging-hr-lloyd","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/her-belonging-hr-lloyd\/","title":{"rendered":"Her Belonging – HR Lloyd"},"content":{"rendered":"
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If anything, the way she looks tonight should only highlight how wrong we are together. I\u2019m dressed for a board meeting and she\u2019s dressed to lure unsuspecting souls to Lucifer\u2019s lair, but I think we can all agree that rationality and sensibility is lost to me when it comes to this woman. \u201cRuby,\u201d I croak. \u201cYou look\u2026wow.\u201d One side of her mouth kicks up in an amused smile like she knows the affect she\u2019s having on me.<\/p>\n

How could she not? I\u2019m not well versed in the art of playing it cool, I\u2019m sure every thought is written in the lines and movements of my face. \u201cThanks, Hara,\u201d she says sweetly. \u201cNice suit.\u201d I look down at my navy suit and light pink shirt with blue striped tie and feel both under and over dressed in one. \u201cI uh, it\u2019s\u2026i-is it okay?\u201d<\/p>\n

She smiles, stepping up to me so her breasts brush my lower chest. Even in her heels she\u2019s quite a bit shorter than me, and I\u2019m no giant at five-foot- ten. \u201cWhat is it that\u2019s making you nervous, Ken?\u201d she asks, voice breathy and low. \u201cIs it me?\u201d Her lips stay parted as she looks up at me, and I can taste her minty breath blowing my way.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d I whisper because my brain is running at too low a capacity to lie. The smile she gives me is wide and bright; gleeful. \u201cI think that\u2019s cute, but don\u2019t be nervous. I won\u2019t bite unless you really want me to.\u201d A terribly embarrassing high-pitched sound escapes me, and she steps away with a chuckle. \u201cCome on, let\u2019s go.\u201d She heads toward the elevator, and I nearly trip over my own leg when I see the back of her dress, or should I say the complete lack of back to her dress?<\/p>\n

In my haste to keep up, I get a little too close to her back, nearly bumping into her, but in this proximity, I see a scar I haven\u2019t noticed before.<\/p>\n

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Copyright \u00a9 2024 H.R. Lloyd All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof in any form. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored, in any form or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical without the express written permission of the author.<\/p>\n

This is a work of fiction. Names and characters are the product of the author\u2019s imagination and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.<\/p>\n

OceanofPDF.com This book is dedicated to strong girls who need someone to be weak around and who enjoy a good dicking from hot, nerdy boys. This is a standalone novel and can be enjoyed independently however, for the best experience, it is recommended that The New Generation Gangster Series is read in order: Their Starlight Her Trust Her Belonging His Escape This is a dark mafia romance with adult themes and lots of spice.<\/p>\n

Therefore, please note that this book is not suitable for people under 18. Before reading, please consider, the following content warnings: \u2022 Explicit sex scenes \u2022 Trauma \u2022 Death of a loved one (happened in the past but recalled in detail) \u2022 Gaslighting (not between the MCs) \u2022 SA (both in the past and on page) \u2022 Self-Harm (not discussed in detail, happened in the past) \u2022 Threats made \u2022 Kidnapping\/abduction \u2022 MMCs daughter in peril (teenager) \u2022 Violence \u2022 Murder \u2022 Guns \u2022 Knives.<\/p>\n

OceanofPDF.com I PROLOGUE RUBY grip the laminated certificate in my hands, small hands, smaller than they should be. My legs are swinging, my toes unable to reach the car floor. I\u2019m wearing frilly socks. I hate frilly socks. Mum makes me wear them. \u201cI\u2019m so proud of you,\u201d Mum says, turning to look at me from the front seat.<\/p>\n

Mum isn\u2019t meant to sit in the front, Daddy gets angry when he finds out, but she says sitting in the back makes her feel sick, so when Daddy isn\u2019t with us, she sits up front and makes Colin sit next to me. I like Colin, my friends think he\u2019s scary, but he makes me laugh and I\u2019m really good at hiding from him, that makes him say bad words.<\/p>\n

Mum doesn\u2019t like it when Daddy and his men use bad words. I like them. \u201cThanks, Mum.\u201d I beam at her, my blue belt still secure around my waist where it was just presented to me at my dojo and my laminated certificate confirms my latest achievement. \u201cGreat job, munchkin,\u201d Colin says next to me. His voice rough from cigarettes and his accent thick from a lifetime in the city.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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