Casanova Novels & Stories

Clothing consists of several layers of fabric with ties in addition to the waist. Aranjo gasped because her breasts were clearly displayed in front of the General. Aranjo releases the man's manhood and tries to cover her breasts using both hands. The General stopped Aranjo's hand before he had time to touch his own breast. The general, who was almost mad with passion, went crazy as he stared at the two breasts. Full round breasts with reddish nipples. Greedily the General sucks one of the nipples with one hand roughly squeezing the other breast.

Plus the broad shoulders. "That's Seyi, the walking bible. He's a young pastor" Kene said pointing to Mr soft and gentle. "And finally" he said pointing to Mr brown eyes, who has been stealing glances at me all the while. "That's Niyi aka Mr Casa" he added. "Casa! Casa!" They all hailed Mr brown eyes chuckled softly, slapping Bayo on his bald head. "Casa is the short for Casanova" Kene whispered into my ears. Kene kept gliding his hands on my thighs and I didn't stop slapping them away.

Cain stood up and took a deep breath, trying to ignore the migraine that was building with the sudden onslaught of his hyper-conscious senses. "Don't worry about it." He walked over to the wet bar and poured the last remaining liter of blood from the plastic bag into the stainless steel shaker. "I'm out," he said, showing Daniel the empty bag. "Already?" Daniel asked incredulously. "You've gone through five bags in two days..." "I can start going through people if you'd like," Cain said shortly. He noticed how uncomfortable his comment made Daniel and he shook his head. "It's her," he admitted. "What do you mean?"

Gabrielle shifted into his arms. "So what happened to this Cassie?" I asked. Carson, Zander and Cleo froze. "She was taken," Carson said. "Taken? Taken by whom?" I asked. "Her mate," Carson growled. Well if it's her mate, then I did not see the big deal. "Massimo Romano." I gasped. "The drug lord Alpha from Italy?" "Yes, and he is known to be a psycho when it came on to women. It is said that he rapes his women and beats them." Carson gritted his teeth.

Don Salvatore was a very decent man and no matter how Allan tried, he couldn’t get anything to complicate him. He bowed slightly in appreciation to Casper before turning his attention to Cassandra, captured by her extraordinary features, as he bowed to her slightly before extending his hand for a dance. As soon as they joined hands and began to dance to the tune of the guest singer, background information about Salvatore began to play and everyone realized that he owned the biggest casinos in Las Vegas. “Thank you, Don Salvatore,” Casper said as soon as his timer beeped, showing that the one minute was done. Cassandra was relieved. Don Salvatore was a gentleman but her heart was already take

- Do you think he has a mistress? And can it be the blonde in the middle of pole dancing? – I asked, now even more curious. - Cindy? He shook his head. – Well, Heitor Casanova is engaged. And the probability of you finding his bride in Babylon is almost zero. But of all his cases, Cindy is the most serious. - The cases? Well, I'd heard about his hot cocksucker syndrome. But that Cindy girl treated me like she was the real owner of everything, believe me.

I pointed toward the door, which slowly slid open, deliberately ignoring her question. Once inside the elevator, she snapped her arm from mine. “Who the hell are you?” she demanded. “I’m sorry.” I waited until the elevator doors fully closed before continuing. “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Prince Casper Forbes, fondly called Lord Cas. Heir to the province of Monaco and CEO of Sky's Investments.” I could see the reality of my words sink in. She was too stunned to speak, her eyes glued to me until we reached our destination. I guided her out of the elevator, trying to avoid the flashing lights from downstairs.

As one of the Riverbank Seven, Casius was an ambitious man and things with him were more than met the eye. Casius might be working with the Ryokanians but given his personality, he would never settle as a mindless puppet, so having secret businesses and offshore accounts were only normal. “You are not even Casius’ core member. The Ryokanians got the wrong person,” Kaze said. “Yeah. I’m just a useless piece of shit. I don’t know that many secrets, but I am no idiot. Casius wanted me to help him run companies and hold illegal assets, so I have something to protect myself.

Looks like my handyman is a regular Casanova. Mr. Haymore pushes through the people who've gathered near us. "What the hell is going on - " The blond guy with the bloody nose roars and charges. The woman shrieks again, but Casanova ducks easily out of the reach of his opponent. Bloody Nose definitely has the height in this battle, but his opponent has the speed and the muscle. When Bloody Nose comes in for another charge, Casanova clocks him right in the cheek. Beside me, Mr. Haymore's starting to go purple.