Todos os capítulos de The billionaire's pizza: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

The club was dimly lit, with red and purple mood lighting flashing all over. It gave quite a mysterious and sexual vibe. Ava could not stop herself from imagining the kind of illicit activities that goes on here. Ava's eyes located the bar and its patrons, four bartenders were going about their work and Ava felt a slight twinge in her heart. It's been long since she spoke to her only other friend. Just like at Club Sinema, various curtains and partitions were separating and blocking off parts of the room. "Each has a specific room that caters to various needs, I'm sure you'll do more exploring before the night ends" Camille offers, she'd made herself the unofficial tour guide. "That one over there is equipped with St. Andrew's crosses, and spanking benches amongst others, it's one of the most common rooms" She continued pointing to a room with a blue curtain at the end of the room. A small section close to the bar was used as a makeshift dance floor and a group of people were al

The woman was bound in an elaborate knotted rope with a ball gag in her mouth as her dominant circled her with a flogger, teasing and taunting her with it before he began punishing her.Ava's breathing picked up at the sight."Remember, this is all about trust and consent. She agreed to everything he's doing to her. She enjoys it." Conan spoke beside her, resting his hands on her thighs to ease her. "Spread your legs you fucking slut." The dominant on stage said in a loud voice that made Ava jumped. She noticed the speakers strategically placed around the room that amplified his voice and her moans. Ava's eyes remained fixated on the stage as she clenched her thighs together, Conan's focus was on her as she watched, taking notes of what got a rise out and what made her uncomfortable. The dominant on stage brought the flogger down hard onto the woman's bare ass, causing her to yelp and moan against the gag in her mouth.Ava's chest was pumping wildly with every lashing that the man

Ava stirred up, too afraid to move lest she shatter this beautiful dream she'd conjured up because she believed this all to be a dream.She had a bit too much at the blue diamond and conjured the whole thing up.The heat radiating from the taunt body pressed against hers was enough to convince her it was all real. Conan's legs were tucked up under hers, his arms under her head supporting her neck with her head tucked under his chin, snuggling up against his solid warmth.Conan's hands fastened around her waist unconsciously, his grip tightened, and Ava's eyes shot open in panic as she stared at him.In place of the domineering man was a shaking, quivering mess. His eyes were shut tightly as he let out a laboured breath, a thin layer of sweat dripping down from his brows.His breathing picked up as he pulled her closer to himself.He was starting to hurt her, Ava pushed at his chest to snap him out of it. She was finding it difficult to breathe.Ava's hands connected to his cheek in

Ava let her hands slowly fall down her curves, Eliana was a magician.She had received an invitation to the annual and very exclusive invite-only charity gala held at the end of October. Ava had always known about the event and had accompanied Dimitri to it once, and now, thanks to her extremely generous boss, she'd be going again. The red dress she had on was one of her many party dresses that Dimitri supplied her with, after a little alteration by Eliana it fit her like a darn glove, hugging her curves in all the right places.It was a gorgeous high-neck mermaid cut dress that fell down to her legs with a thigh-high slit and a front top slit that accentuated her boobs.The deep red was a nice contrast to her caramel skin that glistened under the light thanks to the oil Eliana lathered her with.She kept her makeup minimal, opting for the clean girl look that a full glam like Eliana suggested.Her hands stroked her hair, she'd taken out her braids and was sporting a slicked-back po

Conan was pissed.His body shook with anger, muscles rigid with tension.He was angry at Vegas, angry at the bastard Dimitri, and angry at the beautiful goddess sitting close to him.Immediately, he got his car back from the Valet, strapped her in and sped away from the hotel, and now they were sitting in the car with the engines off.The drive to her house was silent, with Ava sniffling and him silently fuming at the turn of events.They'd arrived at her place thirty minutes ago when Ava clambered to the front door without a word. She was back minutes later.Her best friend had someone with her in the house, and Ava didn't want to interrupt them.Ava was calmer now, Conan kept stealing glances at her, questions hanging at the tip of his tongue, but he didn't want to push her. It wasn't his place to ask, and it was technically none of his business. "Dimitri was my ex-husband. It's the first time I've seen him since the Divorce"Conan did not respond. He figured she'd appreciate his