Cersek Sedarah Novels & Stories

“Maddie hacked the system and instead of the actual hooker being available in an hour or two, it would be you.” “So, wait, I don’t have to be an actual hooker, right?” “Well…” The man wearing the tux joined the conversation. “Being the hooker is the way that we have made to get you past security and close to the CEO. We would give you a small pin that looks like an earring.” “You would have to be very careful with it because it’s extremely dangerous. It contains venom that you would inject into Robert by just poking him. But this venom does not work unless he’s aroused,” The guy continued.

Her brothers kept the details from her, but she was able to retrieve the results. The report said they found sperm and some silicone residue during the assault, but both proved unusable as proof to determine whom it came from. It sickened Regina to her stomach and made her think that maybe her brothers were right in keeping this information from her.

She swayed her body as she walked toward him. Alex could feel a headache approaching cause he already figured out what she was planning to do. She finally got to him and slowly began to caress his body. He sighed and thought this is what happens when you hire a sexy lady as a secretary. “Sir, don't you need my help? I can relieve you if you want. I can make you feel really good,” she tried to whisper seductively but Alex just got more and more disgusted with the way she was acting. “Get your filthy hands off me and go back to your office or I'll strip you of your job officially,” he threatened. The lady frowned thinking that why didn't he fall for her seductive acts. Why is he acting this wa

HVCPAQFKXDR 17917917917 ICLQHXGRGEY “That’s odd. It has no meaning!” Siena did a double take at the result. “Or… I should shift the letters to left, not to right!” She scribbled again on the paper. HVCPAQFKXDR 17917917917 GOTOTHEDOCK “Go to the dock?” she exclaimed in astonishment. “Is Alfonso asking me to go to the dock?”

As I watched her leave, guilt twisted inside me, I hated keeping secrets from her, but I couldn’t tell her yet, not until I knew what I was doing, and not until I knew whether I was about to make the biggest decision of my life. ***** The next afternoon, I stood outside Richard Ashford’s office, my palms were sweating, I adjusted my blouse for the third time. This was ridiculous, I was going to meet a man, not attend an execution, so I knocked. “Come in.” I opened the door. Richard was standing beside the windows, but he wasn’t alone, my heart immediately began pounding. A man stood with his back toward me, tall, broad shoulders, dark hair, and a black suit, with one hand resting casually in

"I gave you hints but you said you can't forgive me. I did something you won't ever forgive. Which is why I have to leave in order to save my life." He furrowed his brows in confusion. Give him hints? Is she talking about all the things she asked yesterday? Did she leave because of that? She must have really done something unforgivable to him. But still, he wouldn't want her to leave. "I work for an organisation. I am a seducer. I seduce out victims and get whatever dirt on them for my bosses. That way, we'll get their properties. You were my last mission. But you ruined everything." She laughed saying this.

Declan's hands are clasped as he waits for the traffic to move ahead as he paves the way to the Velasquez Empire. Hopefully, Tuttin, whose codename is only engraved on its serial number, is now in the office. "Excuse me, sir, do you have anything to request? Sir Cladmus Velasquez is in the meeting this time, so no one is allowed to enter upstairs even without permission—" "Can you find Cladmus Velasquez's secretary?" "Do you happen to be looking for Marcus Castillo?" "Marcus Castillo?" "Yes, he is Sir Clad's long-serving secretary, as well as a multi-tasker and expert in everything."

SEX AND SCAM The bass throbbed through the soles of my stilettos like a second heartbeat. I leaned back against the sticky bar, gin and tonic sweating in my hand, and watched him watch me from the VIP ledge. Black shirt open at the throat, sleeves rolled to the forearms, the kind of careless wealth that doesn’t need to shout. He hasn’t looked away in ten minutes. Good. Let the hunger build.

The next morning already screamed violence as I hummed a sound while I bathe…… won’t tell you what song, could be wrecking ball though. I wore a simple red dress, don’t want to outshine the bride, and by bride I mean Carlos. Poor poor Carlos, he should be going crazy by now having to deal with his personal assistant resignation and all.

There were some other things in there… things I caught sight of as I fumbled through his socks… what the– Marker pens and rope. A strange place to put them. And more. Three big dildos and a string full of beads. And some photos… wow, fuck. Some actual printed-out photos of a girl with blonde hair, her hands bound up over her head. In that rope. A dark shade of red. I ran my fingers over it. She had slut scrawled on her chest in marker pen, and one of the dildos jammed tight in her pussy, and she can’t have been much older than me.