Alessia 67 Novels & Stories

she muttered. I shook my head. “Tell me about it.” Alessia had been sneaking around with Lorenzo for five months now—risky, considering relationships like theirs were forbidden. Heiresses weren’t supposed to lower themselves. She was playing with fire, and she knew it. But she didn’t care. “You’re practically eye-fucking him,” I deadpanned. “Get a room or something.” I turned my attention back to him, only to find his eyes already on me.

“Damn!! I want you Alessa.” My fingers dipped under her shirt, tracing the warm skin of her lower back, up her spine. She arched into me, grinding her hips down instinctively. Heat pooled low, my cock stirring hard against my jeans as her core pressed against it through our clothes. I smiled knowing my big guy will never say no to Alessa.

She stood in front of the mirror, expression unreadable. I watched her closely. For all her complaints, there was something different in her eyes this time. Not excitement, no—but something else. Something... sad. I leaned forward. “You don’t hate this one.” Alessia’s gaze met mine in the mirror. “I hate *all* of them.” “Liar.” She turned, hands on her hips. “Do you have a point, or are you just here to be a pain in my ass?” I smirked. “Can’t it be both?”

"Aw, makikilala mo pa rin pala ako pagkatapos ng limang taon?" "How can I forget your face, you fucking spawn of evil?" Alessa's smirk was a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Wow... Harsh. That's nice. You're still feisty. I like that." "Thank you," Alessa replied as she removed her high heels and slipped her tired feet into some slippers. "So, kumusta naman ang experience mo sa kulungan? Life-changing ba?"

Circe whimpered. “Take me,” Alessia rasped, perspiration beading her temples. “You need a breeder, right? A virgin sacrifice? Take me then.” She couldn’t face her friend at that moment; she did not want her to see her moistening eyes. “I’m untouched and still young, eighteen. Have me instead. Just- leave her.”

“Oh. You might not know me.’’ She withdrew her hand, and a cloak of guilt instantly draped over me. “I'm Cyril’s friend. We have been friends since our childhood days. You can say I'm his childhood sweetheart, I think that fits best.’’ She chuckled. Her chuckles were like lullabies to the ears. It deepened the inferiority her classy standard oozed over me. From my teenage years, I've envied slender ladies to the core. But not only was this lady slender, she was flawless and elegant. Her straight brown waist length hair harmonized with her hairy white skin. Thick brown brows and lashes that effortlessly boasted their elegance even under the artificial shade of lighting. She was gorgeous! “I'm

I decided to get some work done while I waited for Stefano and Samuele, but my mind kept drifting off to Alessia. "We have all the information you need," Stefano said as he barged through the door without knocking. I looked up, waiting for him to tell me. "Alessia Berlusconi, 24 years old. She is the daughter of Francesca Berlusconi; her father passed away before she was born. Francesca married Lorenzo Berlusconi when Alessia was one year old. They have a daughter together named Carmella, who is 23 years old. She never went to school and was homeschooled by one of the maids, Rosetta, who died when Alessia was 16 years old. Rumors have it that they sold Alessia on the black market to Sergei M

"No! Get me a good physician!" The owner sighed. "Young Lord, he is the best physician in the city already. Besides, it will take half an hour before the other nearest physician can come here anyway, and the young lady needs immediate help." Hearing of it, I looked at Alenna, who is still struggling. Her face is now full of sweat, and her veins in her neck were already visible because of the excessive force she is using. I appeared in front of him and clutched his shoulders, showing him my alpha's eyes. However, I don't see any reactions from him. He just looked at me, eye-to-eye, without blinking, and was not afraid.

He eased out of her sensitive clit and plunged into her again, again and again. " Yes, yes… '' Alessia screamed. Her hair was falling over face, some sticking to her sweaty skin like glue while others rebelliously flew in all directions. Her lips could not stay in one position steadily without saying gibberish words from the pleasure he was giving her. And moans and groans flew through her lips like sweet melodious songs, boosting him to pleasure her. Alessia tightened her hold on his hair and pushed him deeper inside her core the best she could, but even so, she was not filled to the point she wanted. She wanted something bigger than just his tongue to thrust into her faster, harder.