Novel & Cerita Allure Head Over Heels

he whispered, caressing her belly, his hands slowly inching towards her booty. Aurelia smiled, cupping his face. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?" She asked, her eyes dreamy like one whose mind was planets away from reality. "The things I want to do to this body, the way I want to eat you up mercilessly. I want to drill a huge hole through you, I want to eat every inch of your body, I want to tell you over and over again, how special you are to me. I feel like taking you in all the ways I can, twisting you around according to the pictures playing in my mind. However, I'm scared that if I let go and ravish you according to the weight of my hunger, I will damage your legs. I will sca

Things had gone a bit south after that. However, the moment Arial laid eyes on Connor Salvatore, with his sexy green eyes and fuck me, blonde hair, her insatiable lust had made itself known. She quickly got her head in the game, grasping little moments with him during the evening, subtly taking a breath to ensure her c cup cleavage strained against the tight lavender bodice of her strapless ball gown.

He squinted his eyes, recognising the seductive dress and called, "Heather? Why are you here?" Heather raised her head when she heard Adrian's voice. Her eyes were half open but she could recognise Adrian even in her dazed state. Smiling, she spread her arms wide and said, "Babe, why are you standing there? Come here and make love to me... I feel so hot." Adrian was equally not in his right mind. Regardless, the alcohol seemed to give him courage that he dared not display while he was in the banquet hall. He approached the bed and climbed on top of Heather, pinning her down. Looking into her eyes, he asked, "Is this what you wanted? Do you want me to fulfil your wish?"

Unable to stop myself from pushing her further, until she was a puddle of both hatred and need in my hands, I leaned in close and let my lip graze the shell of her ear. “Can you imagine what they’ll say if you pass out while we dance?” I hummed, flexing my fingers on her hip. “Future Alpha Hael Ashford—so much charm that his date fainted during their first dance. You’ll be the start of a scandal, Princess.”

’ Meanwhile, Heather’s limbs kept on turning softer and softer, the jasmine scent coming from her becoming more and more intense at the same time. Thanks to her scent, Daniel could feel his body growing hotter. As if under a magic spell, he lowered his head and was about to kiss Heather on the lips. “Get off of me!” Heather immediately pushed the man away from her and raised her hand at him. However, Daniel grabbed her by the wrist and looked at her furiously. His voice was slightly deep and hoarse. “Are you mad?” “You’re the one who’s mad!” Heather retorted, hiding away all of the fear she felt.

Aurelia I prepare the apartment with the same meticulous care I apply to high-stakes negotiations. Each element has purpose, a carefully curated atmosphere designed to relax and invite confidence. The lights are set low but not dim enough to hide anything—just enough to soften edges and deflect harsh scrutiny. The space is immaculate, yet holds the casual warmth of someone who lives there, creating an inviting ambiance. A bottle of wine breathes on the counter, the aroma mingling with the faint scent of fresh flowers I picked earlier, enhancing the illusion of effortless elegance.

I waited till he got the second right then ducked, moving behind him and snapping his head and marching his mid-back, his body thudding against the floor. I dragged my feet till I got to him, crouching to his level, I lifted his head, his eyes were red, his body trembling with rage. “ Where is she?” “ I don't kn—” I smashed his head against the floor board creating a hole in the already withering floors. He screamed as I pulled his head up, my grip tighter around his hair.

As he neared, Aurora shivered and whispered, “I regret it…” “Too late!” Heath chuckled softly in her ear. A pain she had never felt before spread throughout her body. Aurora, overwhelmed by the intense sensation, bit into Heath's shoulder. The fire inside her seemed to grow with the wind, nearly severing her nerves, leaving her only able to gaze into Heath’s dark, obsidian-like eyes and listen to his seductive, magnetic voice.

STELLA'S POV By the time I got home, it was close to midnight, the hallway lamp throwing that dim yellow that always made the entrance feel smaller than it was. The whole house was quiet in a way that didn't match the night we just had. My husband had been announced as CEO. People had clapped so loud the room shook. Everyone congratulated him like he'd just been crowned king of something sacred. Even the board members, the ones who always looked like they were smelling something bad, shook his hand with real respect.