Bruno Bucciarati X Reader Novels & Stories

Without you, the readers, I wouldn't have been able to tell their stories. Please feel free to reach out to me through my social media pages. On my Face book page as Maramartha. And on my Instaagram as maramarthaa. While keeping an eye out for Calum’s story: To Seduce My Stepbrother, you can check out my other completed stories; 1. Mr Reluctant Billionaire. 2. Mrs Reluctant Billionaire 3. Erotic Shades Of Passion: a short erotic anthology. (This one is just 42 chapters).

his lips hover over mine as he says the word. " For someone who is known for reading people like an open book, you sure are dumb. " I say biting his jaw and Luciano starts playing with the nape of my neck another sweet sot, somehow he found, as I said he reads people like an open book and knows all the in and out of every inch of my skin.

His veins were popping out from the neck as he felt the blood was pumping madly in his veins. They were soon inside the mart. Lauren was talking to her non stop as she was trying to distract her from the negative thoughts. Her hands were visibly trembling and Sebastian could not tolerate it anymore and left. He went to his personal gym and took off all of his clothes, just leaving his boxers and started punching the sandbag. He does not know how long he boxed for, but his knuckles were bleeding. ''Boss, there is news regarding the trade between Russians and Inland Taipan.'' Ricci was terrified by his demeanor. ''The trade is tomorrow night.''

Their titles are; "Mr. Billionaire wants me Back" Which will be in both a mobo reader and a good novel And "His perfect Dare". Which will be available exclusively at a good novel. Thanks so much, for all the love. Please keep reading, liking, voting, and commenting but please only positive comments, not violent comments.

I join Luce. "A lot! Hanging out with you guys is so much fun!" Luce grins at us. "Don't be fooled. Becca is so boring. Troy is worse. My boyfriend is so rude and Dax is a complete asshole. I'm the only fun one," Bruna boasts. Luce just laughs. Bruna's phone rings and she walks away to take it. Luce and I are left chatting. "Who was that?" I ask Bruna once she comes back. "No one."

he demanded, his attention firmly fixed on me. I couldn't hide my irritation as I replied, "I came to you, Bruno! I need your plan! I wouldn't be here if I had one, you know!" I scoffed, rolling my eyes in exasperation. "I sense deceit in every word you utter, Beta Liam. You have a plan, but you're reluctant to disclose it. You don't want to be marked as the mastermind behind this, do you? You're quite the devious Beta, and I like it," Bruno snarled, a malevolent sneer curling his lips.

Warning -) All are my books. List of Completed books BOOK 1 LINK -https://www.goodnovel.com/book_info/21000001955 Spoiled billionaire's innocent Bride. *completed* Deep romance , heart break , happy ending.Story of a cold hearted billionaire and a sassy beautiful boy ."Do whatever you want to do , call me bitch , slut, whore ,or whatever ,just remember i just want you .i will always have whatever i have wanted ." -JustinRay grace being a popular the most hot eligible bachelor in town .The cold and hot ceo . He hates bitches who loves to spread their legs just for anyone .will the two

The bulge in his pants was obvious now, thick and hard, pressing against the fabric. I licked my lips without thinking, imagining dropping to my knees and taking him down my throat right there. Alessandro stepped closer, his body heat wrapping around me as he looked down with pure raw hunger and that iron control. “You fight me like you still have a choice.”

he said quietly. “Make me.” His jaw ticked. Then his fingers pried mine open, one by one, and he lifted the paper out from under my palm. He sat back on his heels and unfolded it. I watched his face while he read it. I’d gotten good at reading Lorenzo De Luca’s face over the past week — the flicker before the mask “Give it to me, Alina,” he commanded softly, his blue eyes turning dark, the playful edge instantly vanishing. I yanked the book back against my chest. “It’s poetry, Lorenzo. Unless you’re scared of a sonnet.”

The news spread like wildfire through the underworld. Luca De Santis, heir to one of the most powerful mafia families in Europe, had publicly refused his arranged engagement and declared his love for a man — a former captive, an art student, an outsider. The apartment in Florence felt smaller under the weight of what Luca had done. But Luca himself had never seemed more alive. He had Adrian pressed against the large windows overlooking the Arno River, fucking him from behind with deep, possessive thrusts. The city lights sparkled below as Luca drove into him, one hand wrapped around Adrian’s throat, the other stroking his cock.