Novel & Cerita Beauty With A Beat

“He left and slammed the door after him.” I paused. Silence filled the room for a moment. Then I continued, softer this time. “Bullied for being plus-size since childhood… Beauty Hills had to deal with insecurity, trauma, and depression… most especially self-hate…” I exhaled slowly. “Her name… Beauty… was said to be the exact opposite of her appearance…” The words felt heavier the more I read. “After many failed toxic relationships, she moved on and got a job in a fashion company…”

He placed a kiss on her slightly parted red lips, then savored it as it tasted so sweet, as if it made him want more. "Uughh ...," a moan escaped from the woman's lips. "Hmmm ...," Rayden growled in response to the moan. "Stay with me tonight, Beautiful. We'll discuss the payment tomorrow morning; I'll give you whatever you want," Rayden said as he turned the woman's body to unzip the red dress. The red dress was indeed beautiful when the woman wore it, but he preferred her without anything on. And ... perfect! How could a call girl be so beautiful and smooth like this? he marveled at the sight beneath the red dress.

I thought it's my Mom's suicide letter but no. She wrote about love. How beautiful it was. How wonderful it is to be in love. How life would be better if you have someone to love and hold onto. And that fucking quotation about 'beat' that I wasn't able to fathom no matter how hard I try. And I can't help but to mock her. Just how the fuck was she able to see love in a beautiful way when it was actually the main reason why she gave up her life? It's fucking obvious that she was sugarcoating.

She let out a scream of ecstasy as I moved to her other br**st and repeated the motion. The beast was in no mood for drawn out foreplay today, he wanted his sweet release, and fast. I stood from the bed and removed my pants and shirt, before kneeling between Harriet’s legs. She moaned when I rubbed the head of my pe**s against her ready and waiting folds. I pushed in hard, entering her all the way. Her eyes rolled back and her back arched at the sensation it gave her. I began pumping, hard and fast, as my beast roared in satisfaction.

His beauty is caged and in pain. ****** ******

“I will come with you then. My make-up needs a little touch-up.” Luna Lee chuckled at that, "Oh come on." So, Luna Lee wet her palms under the sink water after cleaning her Tumblr and made sure the water bottle didn't stick to the outside. Meanwhile, Mila Stone took out a small bag containing make-up equipment. Dotted cheeks with a blush on and daub lips with blood-red lipstick. From the mirror, Luna saw that Mila glanced at her slightly while keeping a smile, making Luna curious. "What's the matter, anyway? I've seen you smiling all the time," Luna prodded. Turning around and leaning on the edge of the sink, talking to Mila Stone next to her.

Her smile grows wider every second. "And 1, 2, 3, 4, go!" The drum beats, giving us the cue to start. Our music and their dance along with the cheering of other people energize the whole place and I find Celeste tapping her feet to the beats. I look at her more than I look at the freestyle dancers. I mess with the tune at certain points but Kenzo covers it up quickly and if someone else notices, they don't say. They are too busy enjoying the moment to criticize.

I was just too unsophisticated. A professional stripper raised in the hoods. "And who is this beautiful lady?" Mr. Leonardo asked, catching my attention. "Oh, this is my fiancee." Mark finally introduced. I nearly rolled my eyes again, but instead forced a professional smile. A smile that seemed real after so many months of practice. Being a stripper is huge work. "Pleasure to meet you princesa." He complimented while I gave a warm smile. "And you too Mr. Leo." I said before he gave Mark a knowing look.

she smiled and exited the place like nothing had happened. The crowd made some noises, and some were laughing. Beauty looked at me, showing me the box in her hand. "She's your cousin?" "Yeah, the most crazy one." I shook my head. Beauty looked at the box in hand, and I did the same. She looked confused as she looked back at me and instantly put it inside my pocket. "Your cousin is very stunning, Mr. DJ. The Mondragons, indeed, are a breed of handsome and beautiful faces," one reporter said amongst the crowd.

The entire room would emit an aura of wealth and luxury if it weren't for the pile of clothes that spoils its aesthetic appeal. However, what caught Ciara's attention was a seemingly ordinary-looking mirror hanging next to the desk. Standing at a distance, Ciara could see the faint outline of herself reflected inside it. The shadow slowly transformed into a strange woman, who waved her hand to signal for Ciara to come closer. Usually, Ciara's curiosity was not very strong, but now there was something urging her to approach it. Ciara seemed to lose control, her eyes slowly losing focus. She was like a puppet being manipulated as she took slow steps towards the mirror. Just as her hand was abo