"I am proud of you, Beauty. If I were in your shoes, I'd definitely be in police custody right now, charged with murder," Jessie snapped. I believed her. She's a crazy wild cat, so she will definitely do it.
"Kathy is an asshole. Don't let her words get to you. A freaky bitch-that's what she is. All she does is try to look good, and she's not even that good-looking..." Jessie added. I raised a brow and squinted at her. What a lie!
"Alright... yeah, you got me. She may be good-looking, but... she has issues. You're more beautiful than her. She's just jealous, and honestly, I feel like hitting her right in the face sometimes." Jessie clenched her fists as she said it.
I sighed.
"Well, with that body and the visuals she's got, she's perfect. Her character doesn't count."
"Nobody's perfect," Jessie said, shaking her head. "Tell her something like, 'Your tummy is so flat,' or, 'Your nose is so... ugh.'" She groaned and sighed.
"I guess you're right, Beauty. She's definitely perfect by the world's beauty standards. A perfect figure. But I still won't tolerate her rudeness toward you. You didn't create yourself, Beauty. I want you to believe in yourself. You're really a Beauty. It's not just a name-it's who you are. Please see yourself the way I see you." She smiled and hugged me.
We both pulled back from the hug, but our hands stayed locked.
"You're beginning to sound like my mother, Jessie," I teased, chuckling.
"Well, little one, you can call me Mother, as a matter of fact," she replied.
I spanked her hard on the bum.
"Ouch!!" She laughed out loud.
We both burst out laughing and hugged again.
"Thanks for being my best friend, Jessie," I whispered.
"Come on, let's go back to the office. I'm sure you've got work to do before that human worm decides to get on our nerves again." I chuckled and nodded.
We walked back to our departments.
Even though Jessie was always trying hard for me-being the good friend she was-sometimes she acts like I don't exist. And those times were my hardest.
I thought about it quietly as I got to my desk. I sat down, and sighed deeply.
After a minute of silent meditation, I pulled out the cabinet drawer, took out some folders, and placed them on the table.
As I flipped through them, I found the particular document I'd been searching for. I returned the rest of the folders and picked up the document, heading to the capture room.
I needed to submit the hard copy feedback reports from customers about the company's fashion magazines.
I stopped in the photograph department.
Mr. Bruno was there-with his assistant and some models.
I took a deep breath and walked toward Jessie.
She was standing right beside Mr. Bruno! How lucky! I am so jealous. How could she stand that close to him without freaking out?
I shook off the wild thoughts in my mind and walked toward them.
"What's the theme?" Mr. Bruno asked Kathy.
"Seduction," Kathy answered, her tone dripping with it.
Se... what? I snapped inside my head.
Kathy was the model for this theme's photoshoot. Her body goals hit differently. She was picture-perfect, and the cameras seemed to love her-like they were kissing her with every flash.
Mr. Bruno stepped back from her and turned.
Then I saw him approaching, and I clenched my fists tightly. My heart was racing.
Wait a minute!
Why is he coming over to my side?!
"Ma'am!"Beauty responded timidly, relief flickering briefly across her face.Bruno looked at his sister, secretly praying that at least she would support and not talk rudely to Beauty anymore.He paid attention more than Beauty that Abigail called."Don't call me ma'am, please. I'm Abigail. Join us at the dining table," Abigail replied to Beauty with an awkward chuckle.Beauty glanced at Bruno, seeking reassurance.He smiled and nodded, encouraging her to go. She clenched her fists and walked off, her demeanor so meek it was as though she was a servant in their house.Bruno's mother didn't follow the group. She stayed behind, her stern eyes fixed on her son. However, his father remained silent and was the last to leave the room.When they were alone, his mother shut the
Bruno stood in the center of the room, staring at each of them with a confused gaze."How long have you all been here? I mean, in this house," he asked, directing the question to no one in particular."Emm, well, hours before you came back," Abigail replied, a mocking grin spreading across her face.His jaw dropped as the realization hit him.He shot an icy glare at the butler standing nearby, his blood boiling. That man had tricked him into believing the house was empty.He had been deceived."You lied to me," Bruno said, his voice low but filled with anger. "You said everyone was gone."The butler stepped back, hands raised in defense."They made me do it, for your surprise, young master," he stammered, trembling under Bruno's furious stare.
A few minutes later, they both lay on the bed, exhausted.Naked skin shiny with sweat."It seems I have succeeded in stealing your brain and your soul... so how do you feel?"Beauty said, licking her lips seductively."I love it... I love you."Bruno kissed her gently, first on her forehead and finally on her lips."I am happy. Thanks.""I'm glad to hear you're happy," Beauty murmured."I have a gift for you... a real birthday gift."Bruno cuddled up with her and buried his face in her bosom. "You gave me the best gift already.""No, that's not a gift if we both enjoyed it," Beauty replied with a chuckle."Maybe you don't know this, but I like it when..." he began, trying to catch his breath."When you do what you want. It... it turns me on thinking that you're going to enjoy yourself because of me. Like, the idea of you being so horny... and enjoying yourself... b
He pulled back with a hiss, giving an audible pop. He could see her core, which had been stretched by his thick shaft, winking back to its size.1 wonder if it's painful. I had to stop the roleplay, he thought.Beauty collapsed on the bed, face down."Baby!" Bruno's heart raced. He was about to break character when Beauty raised a thumb and muttered:"I... am okay.""Are you sure?"He asked.Beauty laughed, her body still trembling."Now that is what I am talking about, Cop. I feel so paralyzed". Bruno stared at her, confused. She rolled onto her back and faced him, breathing heavily."Is that all you got?How disappointing I was hoping for more"She bit her lip.Bruno sighed in relief."You scared me, Bunny. I need you alive, so you get that?"Beauty giggled."And about your question, I am not done with you yet".He said as his hand went to massage h
"|... ... aaa.."Bruno gasped. "Not so fast, Cop." She pulled back instantly and pressed her thumb against his tip as if to stop him from releasing.Bruno breathed hotly and gazed down at her.Once his breathing was almost back to normal. Her grin widened as she leaned closer to his cock again, sticking her tongue out to run it along the top while still holding his gaze.She barely sucked him into her mouth, just enough to roll her tongue around the opening, where he was still actively leaking precum with every throb."You seem pretty sensitive,... for a pervert.""It's all your fault," he replied."My fault? That's a compliment."She smiled and then pulled up to the end, grasping him with her fingers and using her spit for lubrication as she jerked him a few times before taking another deep breath and shoving down faster this time."FUCK!" Bruno gasped, his back arching slightly from the sensation, his
"Tell me what do you have in mind, bunny criminal?"Bruno hissed, looking at her reddened face.Beauty pulled back to answer , her plush bunny ears twitching playfully same with the fluffy tail."Trying to get your hot cum to spray all over me. Hoping some goes in my mouth so I can taste your semen and twirl it around" .She smiled and licked the tip of his throbbing shaft, giving him a naughty look.At this point, Bruno couldn't get the role right anymore. He couldn't believe this little act of hers was bringing him so close to climax and driving him crazy.Suddenly, she used her tongue to coat his entire cock with her saliva.Bruno grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her back, not wanting to cum just yet."Fuck, what the hell do you think you're doing? Stealing my brain?" he gasped."I'm only interested in stealing your heart, perverted cop," she replied, licking her lips."I'm going to show
Mr. and Mrs. Hills were cooking together in the kitchen, talking about their daughter, Beauty, and her boyfriend, Bruno. But their conversation was interrupted by the doorbell ringing.Mr. Hills stood up quickly and volunteered to get the door.The door rang again."Hold on!"He shouted and walked to the door. He thought it was Beauty or maybe her friend Jessie, who had come to check on her, just like Eric.But when Mr. Hills opened the door, he froze on the spot.Standing there was a young woman who looked exactly like his daughter, Beauty. She had the same pale skin, the same eyes, and the same long, shiny hair.She looked just like Beauty, except she was thinner. Where Beauty was soft, rounded in places with a natural, effortless beauty, this young lady was slimmer, her features sharper but still very identical.It was like looking at a mirror image of Beauty.She also seemed more into fashion and glamorous accessories and could pass for a supermodel, Mr. Hills thought.He blinked,
"Baby."Beauty's heart skipped a beat at the sound of Bruno's voice, pulling her from the whirlwind of thoughts that had consumed her. She blinked and found him standing outside the car, his strong hand extended toward her. For a moment, she just stared at him, her cheeks warming. How long had she been sitting there, lost in her head? She hadn't even noticed him get out of the car.Her lips parted, and a small awkward smile spread across her face. She placed her hand in his, and he gently helped her out of the car."Thank you," Beauty whispered, her voice trembling slightly.As she stepped down, her eyes went to the towering Hathaway mansion in front of her, a breathtaking display of luxury and grandeur. Bruno held her hand as they walked into the house. Beauty's heart was racing with anticipation and nerves. She was going to meet the Hathaway family, and she would be introduced as Bruno's girlfriend!"Something's not right..." Bruno murmured to himself.Just then, the butler approa
Beauty stood in her room, her heart racing with excitement as she applied a light coat of lip gloss. She reached for the body spray, misting it over her shoulders and collarbone before slipping into her wine-colored lingerie. The silk fabric hugged her curves, accentuating her figure. She pulled a satin robe over it, the soft material brushing against her skin as she tied it loosely at her waist.Taking a deep breath, she moved toward the door, her footsteps light and quiet. But as she reached for the doorknob, pulled the door open only to see her mother in front of her door... about to knock.Her stomach dropped."Mo... Mom!" she gasped, her voice trembling.Mrs. Hills stood in the dimly lit hallway, her eyes puffy with sleep yet sharp with curiosity."What... are you doing here, you scared me!"Mrs. Hills crossed her arms, her gaze traveling from Beauty's flushed face to her barely tied robe."Where are you going? It's 1 a.m.""To... to the guest room. I was going to... check on Bru