Bulma Briefs Monkey Business Novels & Stories

He had never learned what to do when it wanted to lay its head in someone else’s hands. He didn’t like that either. Night came dressed as evening and took the day without asking. The press conference clips looped on building sides. The city collectively decided that the hand at Evelyn’s waist was romantic or predatory depending on which channel owned the ad space. Moonbound trended again. The florist added a second heart.

Jewelry sat under its lights in the display cases. I looked at all of it. The gowns, the jewelries, the soft lights reflecting against glass displays, and the showroom with Monochrome’s name stretched across the front wall. The noise faded around me for a second. Weeks ago, this had only existed as sketches, fabric samples, late nights, and impossible conversations. Now it was here in New York and Monochrome had finally arrived with it. My phone buzzed in my hand. It was Wyatt. ‘How’s my fiancée handling New York?’

Jenner held back her smile a little and said, "A good man must be well controlled, so don't feel bad about it!" "Got it, got it," Mona responded rapidly. "You should go to bed right away." The next morning, Kelly was so eager to hold the phone and say to Mona, "Boss! Look!” She held up her phone to show Mona the website, and Mona realized that it was the I*******m page for Sydney’s fan support group. Her followers were really excited to say that Sydney will soon have a lot of good business resources and endorsements. They told everyone to wait and watch.

He looked like he was in agony. But I was staring at the fresh scar on the webbing of his right hand, my entire body turning ice cold. That scar was identical to the one on the hand holding the woman's waist in the profile picture of the anonymous poster I had just seen. If I remembered correctly, that scar appeared three months ago. I was two months pregnant then, and we were walking in the deep forest. A feral Rogue suddenly rushed out. Kael didn't think twice before shielding me, fighting the beast with his bare hands.

I did my workout for the day, took a shower and wore my tailored suit, I went with dark blue. The tailored suit was crisp, the tie perfectly knotted and my cufflinks glinting faintly in the natural light. Every detail mattered. Every detail sent a message: control, power, dominance. Not a trace of weakness, not a whisper of uncertainty. The ring on my dresser caught my eye. My fingers brushed it lightly. I put it on and looked in the mirror. It's just for fourteen months , I need the Monroe family to invest in my new business and they need my help with their scandal, it's a win win.

Would the baby have highlighted brown hair like Elijah or strawberry blonde like hers or a mix? “Thinking about something?” Monica asked smiling, Scarlett quickly shook her head. “No.” She said, her eyes falling a cute pale-yellow romper with black stripes that had the words ‘Daddy’s Favourite Baybee’ on the front. She smiled and picked it up. “I’m buying this.” “Who for?” Monica asked confused, Scarlett raised an eyebrow.

It didn’t look like she was staying here for long. Mona came out of the bathroom, wearing a thong and matching bra. Okay, maybe the whole ‘freshen up’ thing wasn’t so bad. She looked really good. She crawled towards me on all fours, like a tiger and started to unbutton my jeans and slowly pulled down the zipper. She pulled down my jeans a bit and her hand went inside my boxers. “You really are an Alpha male.” Mona said, stroking my length up and down. My mind went back to Leia and I tried to shake the thought. Mona was here and she was touching me and she knew what she was doing. She pulled my pants down even lower and freed my erection from my boxers.

Jace dresses me up in another scandalous number and takes me to Club Shameless. This time it’s a very short strapless bodycon dress. It comes to just below my butt cheeks and has horizontal slits all the way up both sides that stretch from front to back. It’s a royal blue in color, and is still more than what others are wearing, if you can believe that. I’m also wearing a matching pair of six-inch heels.