Novels by Mavie Writes

Andreas’s POV “What the fuck!” Eliana snapped loudly, quickly wrapping the bedding around her exposed body. “I was looking for the bathroom.” Tessa’s rushed out as her widened eyes caught mine. What the fuck, she mouthed to me, like I had just ruined some grand plan of hers, before turning to someone beside her trying to block the door frame. Oh my God that couldn’t possibly be- And with that, mirella came into view, eyes widening as they met mine. her brows furrowed in hurt, her mouth opened but she formed no words, her eyes darted between i and eliana, Then settling on me. My heart fucking raged at the sight, she wasn’t supposed to see this. I quickly tried to reach out to her. her chin trembled as she took a step back, slowly shaking her head. before spinning away, Tessa hot on her trail but not before giving me a very disapproving look. “Oh my God, the manners of people these days, do they just barge in anywhere? And that mannerless bitch, standing there like some main c

Andreas’s POV The Annual Investor Gala. Was a high profile event for the rich or the rich, millionaires, billionaires, you name it. It was a yearly hall hosted so the fat cats of belgrave find new shiny things to spend their money on, or to get their greedy fingers on. I had made sure Nikolai’s invite got ‘lost in transit’ if you know what I mean. This wasn’t even close to what I had in store for the little fucker. I on the other hand attended every year, not because I wanted to give my money recklessly or be some selfless philanthropist, No, but because it was the perfect opportunity to network and gather information. These idiots would screech out their secrets if you pump them full with enough wine. “…currently the building project valen enterprises..” I pretended to listen while Vincent Delaware, the ceo of a major building company droned on about their latest project. He was a short stubby man, with a very obvious growing gut. He’d been practically on his knees for

Mirella’s POV It’s been a few days since our ‘conversation’ I had been avoiding andreas like the plague and he had done the same, although I have caught him staring at me a few times, I just brushed it off. I wasn’t his type I recalled. Whenever we’d bump into each other in the kitchen or, our eyes would meet in the hallway, I’d mumble a small greeting and practically fly out of there, not literally of course. He had tried talking to me a few times, but I’d mumble an excuse and walk away from him. I was embarrassed enough by that man. By men in general. I had began sketching again, nothing big, but it served as a nice release for me, it was something I’d always enjoyed and picking it up again felt really good. Tessa was over the moon. annoyed at andreas for being a jackass though,as she so elegantly put it. I hated being so helpless, I started to think of what would happen after I had this baby, would I live off andreas for the rest of my life, God no. Or would I live off of J

Andreas POV Fuck. I scrubbed a hand over my face, my scowl fierce enough to make grown men quake. “That’s enough Eliana.” I say referring to the fiery red head currently on her knees, her mouth perfectly fit around my cock. She’d been going at it for the past 5 minutes, and all I can fucking think about was my little succubus.Her luscious breasts, generous curves, her soft succulent body, the scent of her vanilla shampoo. Eliana was one of the few girls I fucked, whenever I needed a release, she had a good mouth on her and understood the concept of it being just fucking, as did the rest of the few I had. It had always gone well. That is, until now. “Did I do something wrong, do you want it deeper?.” She said in her sulty tone. She looked up to me through her lashes. Her red hair, cascaded down her back, while a few stands stuck to her breasts, threatening to spill out of her strapless gown. A lustful sight for any sane man. But I wasn’t sane, not in this moment. “No, I’m

Mirella’s POV “He said what?!” Tessa literally screamed, her voice reaching every tiny crease of the small cozy cafe we were currently in. She had dragged me out of the house to ‘get me out of the rut I was starting to sink in’ whatever that meant. Her words, not mine. We had ended up in this small cafe down the street from her workplace. ‘Cozy corner brews’ Tessa worked in a design firm, she was an interior design assistant, we had the same design degree, just that I, never pursued mine. I was busy playing the perfect stepford wife. I quickly slammed her mouth shut with my palm while mumbling small apologies to everyone in the cafe as their annoyed and concerned faces were all turned towards us. She licks my hand in weird swirls causing me to let go immediately in disgust. “Ewwww.” I grimaced with a giggle. “Oh shut up, you wish Andreas’s tongue did that to your clit last night, didn’t you?.” She teased, with a huge smile on her face. “Tessa!” I cautioned. She giggles a

Andreas POV The house was quiet when I stepped inside, I loosened my toe as I closed the door behind me, the muted click echoing. It’s late. Later than I intended. Meetings bled into calls, calls bled into damage control, and damage control bled into mind numbing exhaustion. Still one person was constant in my mind through it all, Mirella. I had figured a girls day out would do her much good, especially after yesterday. I admit I was keeping my distance, avoiding her in other words, it’s becoming hard to hide my attraction for her, my need for her, my numbing want for her. So I did what I do best, what I’ve always done best, ignore her. It worked when we were kids and I’d make damn sure it works now, I made my way up the stairs and against my recent decision, the first thing I did without thinking I’d glance towards the hallway that leads to mirellas room. Goddamit. That woman was an infatuation, an addiction, I wanted to live and breathe her, touch her, fuck her. Damn reas, pull