Addicted To Her The Ceo's Spoiled Darling Mga Nobela at Kwento

At nineteen, she was supposed to be the perfect, innocent daughter of Victor Vale — but behind closed doors, she was anything but. Her legs were spread obscenely wide, one hand kneading her full, perky breast while the other worked frantically between her thighs. Two fingers plunged in and out of her dripping pussy with wet, obscene sounds. She was soaked, her arousal coating her fingers and dripping down to the sheets. “Fuck…” she moaned softly, eyes squeezed shut. Her mind filled with the same forbidden image that always pushed her over the edge: Lucian Cross.

She was trending on the site’s front page. Another text. D:* The Spoiled Princess is a smash hit. You performed perfectly. Clean yourself up. I’m sending a car at midnight. I wish to taste my success. Sloane stared at the numbers, then at the message. The taste in her mouth was a mix of champagne, salt from her tears, and something else, something dark and addictive. She had sold a piece of her soul tonight, and the market had paid a fortune for it. As she limped towards the marble shower to wash away the evidence of her triumph, she knew the persona was no longer just an act.

Rochelle stood up next. She looked sad. "I'm Rochelle King. The first thing I want to say is that my man Devon was a serial cheater. He couldn't keep it in his pants if a pretty tail offered him a ride. I still loved him and each time I caught him he'd promise not to do it again and each time I would forgive him. And each time I'd lose a little more self-respect. I still love the man so I guess that says something about me. I'm now CEO of the restaurant chain and we're doing better than ever... probably because so much of our profits aren't going into payouts to the whores who fucked him. My daughter Sara, who is 20 is now our CFO, taking my old position and she is doing an awesome job. My s

Somewhere down the hall, Kelvin—the floor manager—might still be in his office, oblivious to the fact that his boss is buried inside his secretary like she’s the only thing that matters. Because I am. I’m Sienna Ward. Secretary to the CEO of The Steele Dynasty, one of the most powerful companies in the world. And at night? I’m his. His secret. His addiction. His sin. Since the day I first saw Dominic Steele—cold, ruthless, devastatingly gorgeous—my life’s been off its axis. He looked at me like a man marking his next prize. And now here I am, bent over his desk, whispering his name like a prayer.

“Your CEO?! That cold billionaire?” I give her another dangerous smile “Yes. That same fine man that looks like Greek god. That one with six packs and eyes that can burn fire. He’s the next target. And when I’m done with him, I’ll be the CEO’s wife and i will rule the world him.” “But… he’s powerful o. That man no dey play or even smile.” “I know. But I’m tired of hungry love. I need a man that can buy me estates. Cars. Clothes. Real perfume. And Xander is the one.”

“Swallow my fingers the same way you took my cock.” Aurelia melted at his words, her heart fluttering as he brought her closer to the brink of insanity. The CEO had a filthy mouth, and she loved the way he spoke without a second thought. His velvet voice was as beautiful as it was daunting, holding an authoritative flare that could only be delivered by him.

The way he was looking at her connected the dots. “I don’t need apologies from foolish people,” she said, focusing solely on her target. From the start, he was her goal. She had meticulously researched him before coming here. Her ability to anticipate his presence here was her special skill. Her plan had always been to draw him here without involving anyone else. Her words darkened everyone's faces, especially the woman who was shocked by her and Adler Dawson. They clearly knew who the real fool was. “Hey lady, if you value your head, keep your mouth shut,”

Standing next to Jace Malvis, she had a radiant smile on her face and a confident, elegant posture. The anchor said, "The youngest billionaire in New York and his beautiful wife, Avalynn Malvis," with a tone of admiration. "The couple continues to capture the public's attention with their charm and grace." Marvy's knuckles whitened as her grasp on the remote tightened. She growled, "Look at her," her words dripping with poison. "Parading around like she's some kind of royalty." Amelia sneered, her lips curled into a narrowed gaze. "Why is she grinning so broadly? Who is she assuming she is?

He looked at her and pinched her cheeks, “I’ll make you the wealthiest sugar mommy in the world. Hmm?” She stared at him wordlessly. There was a hint of tease in his tone, but he looked dead serious. Cedric, the most powerful businessman, the arrogant and most feared man, was looking at her with the most affectionate eyes and saying the sweetest words she had ever heard in the world. He’d only work for her and let her spend his money. She hugged him and said softly, “Aren’t you worried you might spoil me, Cedric?” “I haven’t been spoiling you in the past. So, I’m going to make up for it now.”

He said with a bright smile on his face and she smiled back at him. The lights in the hall went off and Rielle raised her eyebrows, Soon a spotlight was shown towards the elevator. Demetrio walked out with a lady and immediately the light came back on. Demetrio stood right in front of her and Reed with a sly smirk on his face “You?” Rielle asked the lady surprised and the lady smiled “Are you surprised? You fired me from work but look here I am now.” She said and Rielle smirked “Who is she?” Reed whispered to her and she smiled “A spoilt brat whose father is the Chief financial officer of the company.” She said and remembered how she had met the silly girl again.