Ahs Dandy Novels & Stories

Andrew didn't look at her dress, he looked at her face as he extended his hand with that easy, lazy grin of his. “Not at all, Sophia's sister. Pleasure’s all mine.” “I'm Daphne.” She giggled, ignoring the offered hand. “Sorry, but I'm more of a hugger, Mr Ashford. Handshakes are so…corporate, don't you think?” He pulled back just a fraction, his easy smile sharpening. “I've spent the day in airports. I'd hate to share the grime of three states with someone so… delicately dressed. I prefer to choose my own infections.”

From the corner of my eye, I could see Luke slightly shake his head in disappointment and watch his friend proceed towards me. Asher's shaggy black hair fell on his forehead making it bounce every time he walked. His enchanting blue eyes were beautiful and left anyone speechless. His plump red lips were always set in a smirk or a snarl. He had the sharpest of jawlines I've ever seen on a guy. So to sum it up Asher is the most handsome guy I have ever seen, too bad he is an asshole. The white long sleeved shirt every guy at this school was obligated to wear fit him snuggly and if you really looked you could see the tattoos on his arms peek out.

She might be fat, but with DeAngelo she knew she was no slouch in the look departments. Ashleigh had a honey complexion that matched her short and coiffed honey blond hair (compliments of Nadia's Hair and Nail salon and Dark and Lovely dye number 378). ?She even had light brown eyes with golden flecks in them compliments of Bausch & Lomb. Unfortunately she also had over one hundred extra pounds on her 5'6" frame. Her clothing sizes were no longer in the teens but now read size 20 or 22…

Could they really see through me? “You should d******d ALLURE,” She said, with a wink. Her phone screen lit up, and she waved it with a smile. “Everybody needs a little secret.” “What do you mean?” “Don’t play innocent now, Reese,” Anna interrupted, gliding her manicured hand around the rim of her dirty martini glass. “ALLURE is exactly what you need. That's where the real magic happens—Private, discreet, top-tier men only, darling.” “It's a dating app,” Sophie said lightly.

Carlos, while maintaining his silence, exuded an aura that couldn't be ignored. Their journey ended at Adina's door. Asher rapped on it firmly, a pronounced knock driven by the cacophony emanating from inside the apartment. It wasn't long before the door swung open to reveal a man who appeared far from what Asher might have expected. He sported a laid-back attire, complete with a casual cruise shirt, matching shorts, and flip-flops. Notably, his toenails bore a shade of pink, an eccentric detail that Asher couldn't help but notice.

Asher threatened back with an attention-grabbing laugh. Especially with the arrival of another handsome man who was just as charming. Most of them did not know that the other man was a Prince from Stanford State. Maybe because his arrival did not bring any bodyguards at all. And Daniel is also known as a person who rarely appears in external business and relies more on his right hand to take care of it. In contrast to Asher, who is indeed the master of the business world and has invested in various companies in several parts of the world, it is not uncommon for many to recognize Asher as a reliable businessman with a bright future.

I let out a frustrated huff. He was too strong, too big. I wasn’t going to get free unless he let me go. “Please may I have the keys?” “Be a good boy and say my name.” “May I please have the keys, Asher.” “Try again.” “Ash,” I whispered. He let out a shuddering breath. Wait. What the fuck? Was he hard? Ash was as straight as they came. He’d fucked more girls than anyone I knew, which, granted, wasn’t a lot of people, but still. He was a proud manwhore and never bothered to hide his many hookups. Was this turning him on?

"Let him in," Asher gallantly walked into the room, his black shiny shoe's sole gently hitting the ground. His fashion sense wasn't from there...... Asher's body frame could make a cheap wear look expensive. He had the right fashion sense and body of an athlete. * * * * * * * * * * * * After seeing the dance of the moon goddess, Radolf hadn't been himself. Something about that particular female dancer drew his brain back to that scene. He'd gone back there the next day and when he did, he found out that was the SCARRED WOLVES PACK-the one that was newly opened.

Asher raised his head as if just startled from a long daydream. "I'm very satisfied. Your body is so delicious, Daphne." Asher's expression looked lascivious, making me want to run away as soon as possible because I thought Asher wanted to do it again. But he didn't move from his spot and was still smoking like someone who had a lot on his mind.

Alessandro stated as he looked at the final reports for his new hotel opening. “Oh come on boss! This is not just like any other day! NewYork most Mafia Lord is getting married! And you know after getting married you will be stuck with one woman only and can’t have taste of the beauty of world? Are you ready for this sacrifice?” Andrew teased him. “Who is going to stop me from having taste of other beauties? Did anything ever before stopped me?” Alessandro asked arrogantly and snickered as if Andrew had just cracked a very lame joke.