Beauty Waiting For Your Love Novels & Stories

“Wait for me, I am coming for you. My angel” ************************* Please do like, comment, and share this with your friends. Love you all :)

Can't they feel how excited i am to make love with her. Okay! It is not in my control. So i have to do according to rituals. I somehow make my mind understand this point. I shall wait. Wait to hold her body in my hands, wait to claim her lips as mine, wait to do every damn thing with her. But this wait is not good for her as i shall make her pay more for hiding this beauty from my eyes in our previous meetings and now making me wait this much when she has shown me her this irresistible beauty.

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Jessie leaned her hip against the sink in the women's restroom, arms folded tightly under her chest. She stared at the screen of her phone, waiting impatiently for Beauty to answer her video call. When the screen lit up, Beauty was sitting cross-legged on her bed, a mint green facial mask covering her face. Her hair was pulled back in a sloppy bun. "Hey Jess! What's up?" Beauty said with a smile. "Oh, you finally picked up," Jessie said, exhaling sharply.

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I felt beautiful, but the nerves still twisted in my gut as I waited for Alex to arrive. Glancing at my phone, I note the time - 9:50am. He should have left the Sky Pack by now, making his way to me. The thought sends a fresh wave of butterflies through my stomach, a giddy anticipation for our first real date. Suddenly, my phone pings with a message, and I eagerly check, hoping it's Alex letting me know he's on his way. Instead, it's Bea asking for a picture of my outfit. The smile on my face falters slightly, disappointment tugging at my heart. I try to shake it off, moving to my full-length mirror to snap a few photos for her. I take about ten, scrutinizing each one, before finally sending

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Our eyes meet and I hear her heart skip a beat… “Wait for me, Love. Your Royce will return.”

She had to make sure she looked beautiful when meeting Joe, whatever the purpose of his visit to her house. Therefore, Kylie cleaned her face, wiped it with a unique face towel, and applied moisturizer, followed by a compact foundation and a thin layer of powder. Not forgetting to tidy up her eyebrows, she applied dark brown eye shadow, eyeliner, and mascara, and finally, she applied nude lipstick to her thin lips before releasing her bun. Kylie's hand had reached for the door handle, but she was very hesitant to open it. Why was she so nervous, and the vibrations in her heart didn't seem to subside? Would she still go out to meet Joe, who had been waiting for her?

I vaguely remembered that the code to the door was my birthday date, but now, it wouldn't open no matter what I did. I texted Nathan and asked, "I need to pack. Can you tell me the code?" Just like always, there was no reply to my message. It wasn't until my whole body had gone numb from the cold that the door lock finally clicked open. The passcode was Nathan and Lily's wedding date. A woman's soft, flirty voice spilled through the gap in the door. "Nate, feel this rosary. Isn't it smooth from all the work I've done on it?"