Novel & Cerita Beauty And The Jamaican Don

As he got into position, the young beauty pushed herself up onto her hands and knees and looked back at him with her bedroom eyes. Driven mad with lust for this curvaceous beauty, he yanked her up, spun her around, lifted her up into his arms and carried her over to the squat rack, directly in front of the mirrors. While he carried her, he adjusted the safety beams so that her spread legs could rest on them as he grabbed both of her round cheeks and slid her down. "Time to fucking destroy you!" Jamar growled insidiously before he pushed his weapon into her tight pussy again.

She looked very honest. She looked at the mess in the kitchen. “What are you making?” “I am trying to make doughnuts. Such a weird craving in the night right?” “It’s fine. Nothing is weird about it.” She laughed. I went on and on about it and it didn’t come out well so I just threw it away and cleaned up the kitchen. Nika prepared what Dante would eat afterward. “Why don’t you go call him down to eat?” Nika asked me and I looked hesitant.

Justin angrily said to Grace. "But Justin…" Grace was interrupted by Justin's harsh words. "I don't want to listen to anything, Grace. She is just like every other woman who wants me for my money and nothing else. She hadn't even been in dad's office for the past week. Instead of being the independent woman that she should be, she just wants to spend my money and shower herself with power, fame, and gifts." Double Ouch!! That hurts.

We continued making out, tongues swabbing each other’s mouths as it got more sloppy. Jamica ran her tongue up my chin, sucked on both my lips, and then licked across both before plunging her tongue back into my mouth. Sucking my bottom lip between both of hers, she began to slowly pull back until I finally broke free and then she gave me a positively feminine smile. “I shall wait for you inside.” Jamica turned and stepped out from under the shower, both hands wrapping around her waist. I called her name just before she reached the door. She stopped at the door and turned to look back at me.

Jasmine was sitting in front of the mirror, brushing her hair. “I mean, did you see how they treated you, like a queen… the servants bowed before you, this is so great!” Gracey continued twirling in happiness, giggling at the beauty of the casket. So magnificent and more breathtaking than their own home. Jasmine was lost in thoughts, thinking she was forever going to be tied to an ugly monster. She was doomed to stay beside a man everyone hated. She preferred someone handsome, a male all the females would envy and want. But now, that isn't the case. The alpha king was known for his bad looks. Even if he possessed power, it didn't do much when he wasn't good-looking.

Turning to Jasmine, I said, “Come sit and tell me what you know about this woman.” Jasmine obediently sat in the chair that Lance had just vacated. “She is like master said. She is the daughter of a rich plantation owner. They own slaves and are cruel to them.” When I looked at her expectantly, she continued. “She is very close with master’s uncle. It is rumored that she wishes to marry Jason.” Leaning forward, she said in a hushed voice, “She is first born and has the magic.”

A pity for them. Jamaica’s face darkened. After a while, she smiled at me. I raised my eyebrows at what she did because she was twitching her lips, annoyed. “Do we look like we care, Larica? And…” She looked at me from head to toe. “You look pathetic in that cardigan and high waist. Why don’t you wear our uniform? That will do good to your looks.” Then she glared at me before asking Gen to pass by me.

Jamaal and mystery man. ******

" Don said, voice controlled, then, before Jay could respond, Don's hand became a flying thing—a fist broken from my hold, a clean fist that struck Jay's jaw with the kind of strength that settled debates in one explosively irreversible point. Jay stumbled; there was a crunch as if someone were cracking beneath stress. When he got up, he spat blood and grinned—a hideous, stubborn grin. One tooth hung loose; the vision made me sick. Jay coughed up blood. "A little secret, Alpha Don," he said and looked down at me with a kind of pity. "I am a simple man." He spat once more. "I am a man who doesn't enjoy being told no about things he wants—whether it is a woman, a life, or something worse." Don

THE BEAST Intro: In the shadowed mountain town of blue bridge , a spoiled heiress Dominica Verda who’s not just Beautiful, sharp tongued, and dangerously stubborn lives. Dominica is not just an orphan but also an introvert, she’s a smartass business woman who runs her business from home but most times her business trips tends to take her in and out of town. She’s a popular local who’s helped the community through her family’s wealth. She’s always wanted to live a simple normal life.