Novel & Cerita Amelia And Kai

Amelia changed into another dress and was heading out of her dressing room when she met Kelvin. "hi miss Hart" kelvin greeted. Amelia smiled at him "don't be too formal with me you can call me Amelia". Kelvin nodded in affirmation walking out with her "I was wondering if we could have lunch today after our shoot that's if you don't mind". Amelia's cheeks reddened, she bit her lower lips slightly "not at all". . . . Liam came out of his room at his mansion someone tried to break into his home while he was away.

Amelia's POV ~ I still didn't get over the fact that I just spoke with Kade. I mean my childhood crush! What the fuck, he even kissed my hand! I would have thought it was all a dream if I'm not seeing the bandage wrapped around my leg. And what the hell did he mean that we would meet again?

He craved to be near her as much as I did. “She`s beautiful.” Kai mumbled. I couldn’t agree less. Dressed in a black lace dress that hugged her figures, Amelia was mesmerizing. She had wide green eyes that captivated me and rosy lips that were so tempting. She wasn’t too tall, nor was she too short; she just had the perfect height. Oh, my mate was indeed beautiful. But everything was still too hard to fathom. And with the way she was also stealing glances at me, I could tell she was as shocked as I was.

Amelia screamed again, but Kael stepped closer to her; he held her up with a strain of her hair. She was held in the air like that by Kael. Kael laughed evilly, clasping his palms together after releasing Amelia. “You are my future queen and I wouldn't want anything to befall you. Maintain your space, Amelia, or…” Kael talked again but Amelia cut in rudely. “Or what? What do you intend to do? You dare not do anything! Let us be!!” Amelia screamed again, but a thunderous slap landed on her cheek; she went mute instantly.

Carson laughed. They heard a cough and turned to see Khloé and Ma'am Anny staring at them. 'Oh no.' ***** Amelia was in her house, not alone, but with a guy, she picked up from the bar. A random stranger that she could trample upon and that would please her. They were presently naked on the bed, enjoying the pleasures of each other's body. “Aaaah” Amelia moaned while riding on his cock. She kept sinking her pussy down on his dick and moaning as his condom-covered cock pushed into her orifice.

Camila, fully dressed now, approached Amelia with a warm smile. "You have such a loving and understanding fiancé," Camila remarked, her voice filled with admiration. Amelia's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, her eyes sparkling. "I'm truly blessed, Camila. Henry is everything to me. I can't wait to become his wife." A chorus of laughter and joy filled the air as Amelia began recounting heartfelt anecdotes about Henry's kindness, support, and unwavering love. Camila's face lit up, a beaming smile stretching from ear to ear, as she absorbed every word Amelia spoke.

Mia froze. "Amelia?" she whispered, her voice thick with tears. "Are you... are you comforting me?" I hooted softly, nuzzling against her cheek. "She's trying to help," Kealen said, his voice warm. "She's telling you that you're not alone." Mia let out a choked sob, her hand coming up to gently touch my feathers. "Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you, Amelia." I hooted again, staying close to her, feeling her trembling slowly subside.

A loud scream escaped her mouth , making her nervously rush to get the light switched on. "How the hell did you get inside my apartment?" Amelia asked almost immediately. "Have you forgotten I'm your best friend? Besides I know where you hide your spare key"Amelia's best friend Linda spoke up. Amelia fell short of words , before her attention got caught up inside the television. Linda sighed seeing how her best friend's eyes were helplessly glued to the television. Linda: Stanley is having his final March at Atlantic City, what do you think huh? Amelia was still silent with different thoughts going through her mind.

Silence followed again. Then Adrian quietly asked: “And now?” That question lingered between them heavily. Amelia looked down at her hands. Then whispered: “Now I don’t know if loving him is hurting me more than leaving him.” Adrian’s expression softened slightly. And for the first time, he carefully reached over and covered her hand with his. Warm. Steady. Safe. Amelia looked at him slowly. And somewhere very far away,inside a penthouse full of silence, Damian Vale stared at the same gala footage repeatedly.

Everything in the house was very expensive for a small biker like him. “Kai…” I called softly. He appeared in front of me with a glass of water. “Drink.” I took it, but my hands were shaking too badly to lift it to my lips. My phone buzzed suddenly. I almost ignored it… until I saw the message preview from Alicia. Lydia Wolfe was attacked by two unidentified bikers… My breath caught in my throat. I picked up the phone and viewed the message. I wanted to teach her a little lesson by sending Alicia my friend but she said she was already attacked.