Novel & Cerita Badboy

𝑩𝒂𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆, 𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔

Savannah answered her innocently. Skyler mentally chuckled seeing the innocence of the girl in front of her. "Yeah. Dominic. Dominic Knight. You know , he is the bad boy of the college." Skyler asked her. Savannah nodded in agreement. "Good." Skyler said. "Now, can you please tell me who is a bad boy?" Skyler questioned her in a calm tone. "Mm! Basically, a bad boy is a boy who does bad deeds." Savannah answered her like a small kid. Skyler mentally slapped herself when she heard her way of reply.

City girl like to let you blam on her titty (Titty) City girls like to stare and act so saditty I know city girls like a nigga dark skin and pretty (Oh) All I wanna do is have fun in the city (All I want to do) All I want for you to do is leave your friends and get missin' (Oh) All I wanna do is keep it real with your pimpin', baby (Real, okay) Long as you don't switch up when you blow and get your millions, ayy Bad, bad bitch, feed her Percocets and Adderall (Bad, bad) Test, test, gotta cuff her, yeah Let's make a cause (You're a bad, bad bitch) Keep it simple with you Everything you want is boss (Yeah, you want it all) Let you shop, my bank account, you get your Black Card (Yeah, on God) I

Queen " Okay then, over and out. * Riding through the streets of Gwagulada with his convoys, Badmus enjoys the company of two strippers he picked up at the club. Thanks to his tinted windshields, nobody could hear or see what was going on inside the car except his driver. Things soon get intense between the commissioner and the strippers and before long, they soon get nasty and intimate. Badmus " (moans) Oh yes.. Suck that d--k you b--tches. That's it. Wrap those wet tongues around my mast. Ohh yeah. Stripper 1" Keep throwing more money at us and we might suck that tiny hole between your b--tt cheeks. Badmus " Don't worry you nasty b--tches, Money is no problem of mine.

“If they told you to find a nice guy who wears a suit to work and earns an honest living?” Someone who hadn’t killed a hundred people. Someone who didn’t tattoo his arms to hide his track marks. Someone who wasn’t out all hours of the night because that’s when the criminals roamed. Someone who didn’t have twenty guns on display in the back of his closet. Bastien was the textbook definition of a bad boy, the guy who would make any mother scream, but I was in this for the long haul. “No.” That handsome smile spread over his lips, making him so damn attractive. “Alright, then.”

he said, gesturing at the others. A tall, thin black man emerged. Badger was his name. His dark, expressionless eyes swept her slender figure. "Look at her go. She's quite the firecracker, isn't she?" He lowered his jeans, his erection springing forth. It was long and dark. Circumcised. The head was a deep purple. "Don't you worry, little bird. We'll make sure you get the pleasure you deserve." He spat in his hand and lubricated his erection with his saliva. The shiny tool contrasted vividly with his ebony skin.

His light hair was cut short, and as he scanned the room, he silently threatened pain to anyone who dared to mess with him or his people. Last but not least was the bad boy. He radiated power and lethality like the badass, but his style and posture were both very devil-may-care. The hint of tattoos peeking out from the neck of his long-sleeved shirt all but screamed bad boy. Zephyra would’ve loved to give all three of them a go, one at a time or even all three together.

Hell, a stupid magazine had done a write up on NYC most eligible bachelors and placed my picture as number one, I had been furious and tried to have myself taken out of the article but my attorney had spouted some crap about freedom of speech, since the publishing of the article,i was being approached by even more materialistic females. The magazine listed my net worth as equal to the richest man in the world, they had also said i was tall, dark and handsome, he stood over six feet, with broad shoulders and muscles that rippled throughout his entire body, i hated gyms but i ran every morning and sometime in the evenings too, I had discovered at a young age that running was a great form of re

ya'll know me still same big joe with no living foes and none of these bitches around me can come even close to the strength of my big toe cause I'm the real and baddest hunter the rest are for show man I'm coming on top that high school kid's gonna drop this time I ain't gonna flop you no big Joe's got the job usually I'm here just for the thrill but I can't ignore 'two hundred mill' there is no way I can chill or have time

The Badass badboy Zander Brown had fallen more for a stupid, not so appealingly yet appealing girl; rather than a hot chick with a perfect figure that has turned many wolves on. "You are an idiot. Well, I should say a retarted bastard who readily refused to take her on date without even sparing her a thorough glance!" Yeoman announced with exhalation of a deep breath. "You liked such perfect figures. Why would you refuse it now???" He pulled his own hair as Zander was becoming more of a mysterious puzzle with passing days.