Novel & Cerita A Date With Dva

"Hi there, my name is Lefu" "Davina". I say, taking his hand hesitantly. "What an absolutely beautiful name. Do you come here often ?" He says, totally serious. "I have been here a couple of times". I say suppressing a giggle. "Can I offer the lady a glass of wine ?" I hand him my empty glass and he fills it from the bottle. He looks at me. "I know you doubt me, but it isn't entirely a lie. I actually need a date to a big event".

Costs dropped, efficiency soared, and the business expanded at an incredible pace. Within two years, we had opened three new branches in nearby cities. The next time I saw Matthias, it was on the news. He had stalked and kidnapped a woman, imprisoned her in a seaside shack, and tortured her for 20 days before dumping her body into the ocean. The victim was Evelyn. … The scent of dinner drifted through the house. Derrick had already finished cooking. He walked over and wrapped his arms around me from behind, his voice warm and easy. "Anything interesting in the news today?"

"I want an explanation." Dante let out a sigh. Then his voice came through the line again. "I knew Vivian long before I ever met Aurora." Aurora and Darius exchanged a glance. "You worked with her?" Darius asked. "No." Dante gave a short laugh. "Believe it or not, I actually went on a date with her once." Aurora immediately raised an eyebrow. Even Darius looked slightly surprised. "A date?" "Just one." Dante's tone was flat. "A blind date arranged by a friend."

I needed something to ease the ache, to turn it into pleasure. The thong, when I pulled it on, pressed the toy even deeper, holding it firmly in place, keeping it from slipping out. Now I had to walk to the movie theater like this. I couldn't begin to imagine how intense it would be. And Rex… He wanted the remote when I got there. Once we were in the theater… My face was on fire. A restless ache spread through my body. I forced myself not to dwell on it. This was our first date since we had become a couple. I wanted to wear something that hugged my curves.

Tears streamed down my face as I fell asleep in the darkness. I had just fallen asleep when I woke to the sound of the front door opening. Two voices, a man's and a woman's, filled the entryway. The woman was my wife, Sandra, and the man… I didn't need to guess. It had to be Shawn. "Ugh, it's pitch black in here. Xavier hasn't come home yet," Sandra muttered with disdain. "I guess he wants to give me the silent treatment again for being out with you on your birthday."

Daniel POV 5 days laters, June 13th The evening lights covered the city in shades of dark blue clouds. The sun was already fading from my window, and manhattan came alive with its usual rhythm of horns, lights, life in motion. But all I could think about was her. Vanessa.

Then he walked away, leaving me standing there with my heart racing, and completely unsure if he was teasing me or if he was dead serious. Dax shoved a stack of files onto my table. “Don’t think I’ll go easy on you just because he likes your face.” I sighed, sitting down beside him, but adjusting the chair away from Dax's proximity. But something caught my attention. A calendar on Dax side. The date 19th circled and full moon written on it. I wondered. What happens on that day? Should I just ask Dax even if he would get pissed off. What did Lucien mean by bribe?

Maybe Finlay came back and convinced him to breathe some fresh air. Still, I couldn’t ignore the tight knot forming in my stomach. “Woof, wooof” My heart leaped, just a little, and I turned around and saw her. Davina. She stood in the doorway, her red lips curled into that signature smirk she wore like perfume. And beside her, just a step behind, was Christopher. The smirk deepened when she saw my face fall. “Oh,” she said sweetly, “I didn’t know you would be serving on our date tonight ?”

Davina's POV: The early morning silence of the unfamiliar space was a stark contrast to the pulsating bass and forced laughter of the Devil's Club, a silence I desperately clung to, a brief respite from the sensory assault of my new reality. My fingers flew across the worn keys of my laptop, driven by a desperate need for information, for any leverage against the man who now controlled my life and, by extension, the lives of my family. "Ezra De Luca" glowed starkly in the search bar.

They tried catching their breaths for some seconds. “Um… Raghav?” she called “Yes dear?” “Can I get more of it? Please?” she pouted. He smiled, he could see the plea in her eyes, then using his left hand, he pulled her closer, they brought their heads together as their lips met again, in a long and passionate kiss. *** Davida sat comfortably on the couch sipping juice from a glass tumbler and looking into a magazine on her thighs. She had returned since two weeks now, everything had been set and schemed out by her brother and her, they had even sent a permission to visit the palace to carry out the last part, they were now only waiting for their permission to be granted.