Novel & Cerita Boss Romance

After the dance, Ben took out two diamond rings from his pocket, and to my surprise, he produced a bouquet of red roses from behind him. I just looked in surprise as something that was not present anywhere around a moment ago suddenly appeared as if by magic. He must have produced it using his supernatural powers. He presented the bouquet to me, which I gladly accepted, and then he held my hands, slipped on the ring on my ring finger, and said, “Will you be my soul mate? I can’t wait to spend forever with you.”

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

But instead of pulling away, Casper kissed her back, crushing his face into hers. His fingers curled into the surprisingly thin fabric of her gown, his other hand bracing against the wall behind her. The heat of his body, the scent of whiskey and his already hardening member, overwhelmed her senses. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Keira’s mind scrambled to make sense of it, but her body betrayed her. She ran her hands over his shirt feeling his muscles beneath. Then, just as suddenly as it started, reality crashed back into her and she quickly wrenched away, her breathing uneven. “Casper—”

Zhan Ying was used to this and pulled on Ye Kan's collar to drag him out. The rest of the strong men followed Zhan Ying out. In the bungalow on the north side of the Phoenix Lodge, Zhan Ying applied medicine to Ye Kan's injuries. Ye Kan was still muttering in displeasure. "I really don't understand. Everything seems good, why did the boss go crazy again?" "In my opinion... the boss's feelings for Gu Jiuci have intensified," Zhan Ying said thoughtfully. "Intensified? How much more intense can it get?" Late at night, Huo Mingche walked along the stairs and went to the door of the master bedroom, as was his habit. His fingers had just touched the doorknob when he abruptly stopped.

Bella started to dance more closely to him, as she let him do anything and everything that he wanted with her. "Hmm…” She moaned softly as I continued my movements and caresses on her soft body. “Hmmm…aaahh…you're good with your hands, boss.” Her eyes were half closed as she stared directly at his eyes. “It looks like you're not just amazing at being the king of the mafia in Italy, boss. Your hands are saying more than your reputation..." she whispered as he squeezed neck and made her shut up. There was a smile on her face.

“Do you have any idea who I am? The moment you laid a hand on me, you signed your own death warrant. Release me now, and I’ll make sure your demise is quick and painless.” The Boss leans in, his hands braced on either side of me on the chair’s armrests. He’s close, too close. Every inch of my body is suddenly alight, my insides burning with a strange wash of nervousness and… hunger. My eyes flick down to his lips, perhaps for a moment too long. When I look back up to meet his gaze, I’m caught off guard by the devilish glimmer behind those cold, dead eyes. “Cassandra Romano Russo, one of the twins of the wealthy Russo Family,” he says.

Beta Kyle, still being fooled by the mate bond, strolled to her and stared at her beautiful face. "H-Help me, please" She batted her long eyelashes at him. Beta Kyle was charmed by this strange woman in front of him. He took his hands impulsively to the ropes that tied her, they didn't affect him because he wasn't a vampire. Rosalie smiled evilly when he began loosening the ropes around her body. "Thank you," Rosalie said, softly but in a split second she held the ropes even though they burned her and wrapped them around Beta Kyle's neck.

Ben stood up from the comfortable sofa in Rosie's spacious study, briefly straightening his shirt before saluting and walking towards the exit. "Wait." Rosie's voice brought Ben's footsteps pulling at the door to a halt, as he turned around to see what Rosie had to say to him. "I want to return your boss's shirt." Rosie walked to her desk and picked up the paper bag she had placed beside her chair. When her footsteps wanted to approach Ben suddenly her feet stumbled because of her high heels so that the paper bag in her hand was thrown, and even worse her body fell on Ben's body, with her lips pressed against the surface of Ben's lips their eyes were equally surprised but when Rosie wanted t

The secluded cliffside villa glowed under a twilight sky, its stone walls a sanctuary from the city’s restless pulse. Kai Castellano stood beneath a rosewood arbor, his black suit unbuttoned, his icy blue eyes soft with devotion. Lorenzo’s revelation—ordering the deaths of Gianna’s and his own mother—had fractured his heart, but their empire, the united Castellanos and La Rosa Nera, held firm. Rosa’s intercepted message about a global mafia network loomed, a storm tied to Lorenzo’s old allies, but tonight, Kai chose love. Their first marriage was a strategic alliance; this remarriage was a vow of choice, a flame to defy the darkness. His jaw tightened, their quiet embrace, Gianna’s unwaverin

She sounded tipsy and paled; it was as if she didn't recognize me as the man she saved a few days ago. He hesitated, but her hand slid into his, her gaze raw and pleading. "You won't be!" Instead, I pull back and study Rosa, a smile on my face. Her blue eyes are drinking me in shamelessly, lips tugging upwards into a smirk as she knows what I'm thinking. I reach up and tangle my hands through the strands of her soft brown hair, loving how it feels between my fingers. Our kiss was slow but urgent, like two storms colliding. I lifted her into my arms, carrying her to the bedroom. Clothes fell to the floor like forgotten doubts. In the heat of the moment, sorrow turned to fire, and pain into pa