Bad Boy Romance Books Novels & Stories

Book Three of the Badboy Trilogy Written by: Vendité Johnson The Badboy Trilogy Book One: How to Destroy a Badboy Book Two: The Emancipation of a Badboy Book Three: A Rhapsody for the Playboy Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events and incidents are either a product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

He shouted while he shook his sunglasses to the floor. "Just relax. Right now Mario is already in jail. The false receipts of your product purchase could be a reason for you to accompany Mario inside the prison. Another thing, your illegal business in human trafficking is dragging you to prison." I calmed down myself with a pen in my hand. "You are insolent! Don't interfere in my affairs! My business has never harmed you! Stupid widow!" He shouted as he stood against me. See any dangerous situations, I'll give a code to the security to take that guy down.

He told me he loves me! I can't believe it. I kissed him with the same intensity with which he did it. I had no doubt with Rich, it is certainly the best thing that could happen to me when I came here. Rich got on top of me without taking off my lips from his. "Are you mine?" Say you're mine, ”he asks with desire. "I'm yours, Rich, only yours." He separates and takes off his shirt, revealing his abdomen so worked. I couldn't help biting my lower lip. Rich was very good. Do not get carried away by the appearances of the quiet room, girls, because they hide something very good below. I took off my shirt and kissed Rich again. I felt too good with him and I was too excited. I needed him, I nee

He grumbled then leave to the waiting room. "Infiniti QX60, not bad of a car." I commented. "Yeah, but this Infinity type often has transmission problem." Ryan replies. "How’s your relationship with Tyler?" he turned to me. "The way you ask, sounding like I’m in a relationship with him and we have a fight." He cocked his eyebrow. "Aren’t you?" I looked at him weirdly. "You are forgetting the fact that I still have a boyfriend." "Liam? Your oh so charming boyfriend?" I glared at him. "Who else?"

I heard him slam his hand into the wall above the headboard to avoid having it from bang against the wall as he forcefully thrusted into me from behind. But after a few moments, we both realized the effort to stay quiet is useless. I was again repositioned by my man like a rag doll, lying on my back again with my legs thrown over Adrian's shoulders as he leaned down to kiss me again, pretty much making me fold in half as he pounded into me. My sweet Adrian wasn't not here anymore, there's only the possessive and hard bad boy left. I loved how he had two different sides. There was the cute Adrian, who made sweet slow love to me then cuddles me afterwards, and then there's the bad boy, who was

Mark. He grinned as he made himself comfortable next to me, his hand casually placed on my shoulder. "I could have never guess you write forbidden romance," he admitted hoarsely. "Let alone forbidden...erotica." "Why? You think love alone completes a romance story?" I folded my arms over my chest. He shrugged. "Isn't the essence of romance all about love?" I shook my head. "Love makes people dumb. I think I'II just stick to sex over love in romance, it's less complicated."

Don’t. The moment the word left my lips, his restraint shattered. Adrian captured my mouth with his. The kiss was slow for only a heartbeat, almost painfully restrained, as though he were giving me one final chance to change my mind. I didn’t. My fingers curled into his shirt, pulling him closer. Something inside him snapped. His arm swept around my waist, drawing me firmly against his chest. A helpless sound escaped me and disappeared between our mouths as the kiss deepened, growing more desperate with every passing second. All the words we had swallowed, all the distrust between us, all the restraint we had fought to maintain seemed to dissolve beneath the heat of the moment. I arched inst

Second, the bastard thug had just called himself my boyfriend and they must have found me disgusting for dating a thug. “Jordan…” Damien made to move closer to me but I backed away. The donut box dropping from my hand. “I said ‘act like my boyfriend’ for just five minutes, not ‘act like my fucking husband’ for the rest of your life!” I half-yelled, my fingers curled into a tight fist as I glared hard at Damien. Damien blinked slowly, taking his time to register every detail of my expression into his damn memory, as if he hadn’t expected me to get mad at him for beating a defenseless man to a musk.

The look she was giving me, was doing things to me. "I wanna talk," I replied then brushed my lips on the shell of her ear. I stuck out my tongue and licked her ear as my lips sucked on her soft ear lobe. Ragged breaths exited her shivering lips at my actions. "Talk-about what?" She stuttered. "About how you have been a bad girl." An erotic whisper gushed from my mouth as I trailed butterfly kisses along her neck. "I wanna punish you for being such a bad girl." I sucked on the flesh of her neck and a choked moan left her lips.

“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!