Novels by Princess Adanne

Chapter 5: We Won't Hurt You Kingston We ended up ordering the same thing. I am not huge on human food but their steaks are decent enough when it is rare. But the way her Amelia's nose scrunched in disgust humors me. She left with our orders watching the slight sway of her hips as she walked away.“She doesn't know how sexy she is.” I commented.“Who is going to ask for her phone number?” Damien asked, already wanting more of her. We both turned to Logan, knowing he is going to be the one to do it. He shrugged with glass in his hand, his has got to be entranced by as well. She is just adorable.Amelia quickly returns with our food and red cheeks, her lips are formed downwards and making my cold heart flutter. Once she handed our food, she stood there awkwardly, obviously not knowing what to do. I just realized she doesn't know who we are and Mark always had Ada keep us company.“Sit down.” I said, pointing to the open chair. Worry lines formed on her forehead as she looked back and

Chapter 4: A Beautiful Feeling Amelia “May I ask why you all are considered special guests?” I asked curiously. Logan smiled as he leaned back in his seat.“We know the owner quite well.” Damien replied.The owner? I have never met the owner. We sat and made small talks for around thirty minutes until their plates were empty. I instinctively grabbed my food tray and began stacking the plates and glasses until one of the half full glasses fell from my hand and straight into Logan’s shirt.“Oh my goodness, I…I am so sorry.” I fumbled with the stack of napkins with shaky hands and dab at the spilled drink on Logan’s shirt.“Don't worry ab…”“Amelia, what the hell did you do?” Mark passed with narrowed eyes.“I..I spilled…”“I bumped her, it was an accident.” Logan tried to cover for me. My eyebrows raised as I examined his lies. I just ruined his expensive looking shirt, why aren't he upset?“Amelia is a bit of a klutz, I am so sorry, sir. She will happily pay for that shirt.” Mark ins

Chapter 3: We Prefer You AmeliaI tried to move my feet but they wouldn't budge as if I was glued to the floor. One of them with shiny black hair smirked at me, probably knowing I am their waitress tonight.‘If I don't look at them, I won't feel the dominance radiating off them.’ I said to myself and shift my gaze to the ground and fumble with my notepad so that it will ready when I get there. After telling myself a few encouraging words, I walked towards the table with my notepad in hand and eyes on the floor. The closer I get, the more I feel an intense pull towards them. Like I am being lured. Then my skin gets goosebumps as I stopped right in front of their table. Fuck, they screamed power. My soul feels a burning desire to look at them again but I know that if I do, I will utterly embarrass myself.“Hi, my name is Amelia and I will be your waitress for tonight. May I get you all started on some drinks?” I said the opening line that we all are required to say.“Where is our usual

Chapter 2: Special GuestsAmelia After letting the sink water run lukewarm, I got my hands wet and swiped the frizz away. It only works a little but hopefully, it is enough to look presentable.“Is this okay?” I asked Kate. Her fingers comb through my damp hair, making it look a little better than before.“Now, it is okay. Ready to go back to work? We only have about an hour left until our shift.” She smiled at the thought of getting us out. I nodded and smiled back at her.I can't wait to lay in my comfortable bed with a movie and some snacks. Who knows, I may have that delicious dream again.The rest of my shift breezed by without any more embarrassment or mistakes. I served a few rude customers but sometimes wealthy people are just rude for no reason. That is why Kate and I make fun of them at times, it is our own little way of payback. *****Once we pulled up to our small two bedroom apartment, we went our separate ways into our rooms. It is much but it is better than where I wa

Chapter 1: One More Chance Amelia “Open your legs,” I heard the deep voice commanded. I was already naked, kneeling in front of three clothed men that radiate power just by being in their presence alone. Reluctantly but gracefully spread my legs, letting them see my wetness. I was already wet and leaking out my juice, their voices making my whole body ache with needs. “More widely, let us use what a needy little slut you are.” Another voice spoke. The three of them were wearing a face mask and I couldn't make out their faces but their eyes darkened with lust. Blushing, I spread my legs more and their strong gaze immediately went to my pussy, taking in the wetness that gathered at my opening.“Touch yourself for us and show us how good a girl you can be.” For some reason, I was to obey every of their commands. I let my hand slide down my body and moved it to my stomach until my fingers finally met with slit and I began rubbing myself, looking at their lust filled eyes. I gathered