Anthony Bridgerton X Reader Novels & Stories

The guard left, and my stomach sank to the floor. I wanted to scream at him. Throw the book at his head. But I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even breathe. The door opened again, and Bridget strolled in like she owned the room. Clicking heels. Blood-red dress. A fake smile on her lips. She didn’t spare me more than a glance, just enough to glare, before her attention was on Caspian. “Darling,” she purred, walking straight up to him and pressing a kiss to his mouth.

But this time, I wasn’t just angry instead I was watchful. Louis has made the first move. Now it was my turn. And I don’t play fair. BONI'S APPRECIATION📖 Thank you to all my readers that has gone through the past 20 chapters🎉💕 @Boni_writes is my booktok account for my three books so please check it out and SHOUT OUT to my lovely reader @Vmradajic for the gem 💎 support.

I fixed myself on it. With this my seated position, nothing could deny me of getting the best view. Anthony ambled closer to his bed, halting right in front of it. The spare two ladies clawed up to him. Their hands ran through the whole of him. His finger cupped the jaw of one of the ladies and he forcefully locked his lips with hers. Her moan filled the air causing my stomach to knot in disgust. I was hoping to love the action and display. But I was wrong. My veins twisted with each passing second, leaving me with the complete urge of wanting to fuck myself out of here.

Rhode let's out a small sigh accompanied by a smile and sits down on the floor of the bathroom, his back against the tub. "What are we reading?" He asks once he gets settled into his spot and unlocks my e-reader. I lean over slightly and place a small kiss on his cheek. "Pride and Prejudice, from the beginning please kind sir" I request with a small grin. He smiles to himself and scrolls down the titles before clicking on one and clearing his throat.

Because I didn't know why I just did that. Author note. Mad, they just kissed and Sapphire kissed him. Lilly and Anthony are not as close to each other again. So the next chapter will it be awarkard between them or lovey dovey?. Maybe we should look for a ship name. Anthire... Nah

The other two obeyed. The driver and leader came towards her. Angela, covering her tits with both hands, instinctively backed away with a pace,her body shivering and wet with tears and sweat. He got to her front and stare into her eyes then down her bosom. “The exclusive bride of Antonio Montero, this would be an achievement indeed, I got to taste what that spoiled rich brat bride before his wedding night”. He said rubbing his erected organ which was still very much hidden under his pants.

Anton asks, his fingers tracing lazy patterns across my bare stomach. "Just a human book." "You love reading those." He buries his nose in the curve of my neck, breathing me in. "They're interesting." I turn the page without really seeing the words. "I like how they fall in love slowly—starting from a crush and building all the way to something real." "Hmm." Anton rubs the tip of his nose up the back of my ear and down my shoulder, the touch so light it raises goosebumps across my skin. "I see."

And as the image downloaded, I almost dropped my phone when I saw what it was. A severed bloody hand. . . _____ To all my dear new readers.... This book can be read as a STANDALONE, and for better understanding of the characters you can read BRIDE TO BE, it's completed!! For Antonio Rossi's book, check out: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captîve Romance, also completed. __ For my darlings, who have already read Bride To Be.... who do you think is Mr Wrong???? . Hope you all are ready for the journey ahead and will enjoy it!!

My father’s chair wheels him away, and the minute he’s far enough Bridget descends on me with questions. “That was Damien Elcot, wasn’t it? THE Damien Elcot?” I nod and a shaky breath leaves Bridget’s lips. She looks shocked to say the least, but more than that she looks scared. There’s a wary light in her eyes when she speaks, “What are you doing with him, Antonia? Tell me something isn’t going on between you and that man.” I give the most cryptic response, “I’m Antonia Elcot.” I see the blood drain from Bridget’s face. Her tone goes shaky as she asks, “What?”

“You always know the right things to say, Enny. You're the best friend ever.” She pulled me into a hug and I patted her head softly. I was just happy that she was okay but there was no way I was going to forgive Eliot for what he just did. Bridget took another tissue from the box and dabbed her eyes gently as she tried to blot the mascara that had spread all around her eyes and giving her a wicked goth girl look. “So tell me, what has been going on between you and Anthony?” She asked, catching me off guard as I looked at her in shock.