Dangerously Yours Trailer Novels & Stories

“We were talking. I’m fine. I’m home, safe and sound, with all my doors and windows locked up tight.” “This is not a damn joke, Zoe! You need to stay away from him. What part of that do you not understand? He has pissed off a lot of people, and I mean a lot. If they find out about you, they’ll use you as collateral. They’ll cut off pieces of you and send them to him in the hope of dredging him in, which he won’t fall for because he’s a selfish fucking asshole and then they will kill you.” “Jesus Christ, Sienna.” Zoe rubbed her temples, attempting to quell the rumblings of a migraine. “Did Danny tell you this? It sounds like his brand of fantasy. I’ve told you, he’s not a reliable source of i

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

Maybe I should delete it then I'd tell Avani this was insane and I wasn't doing it. Should— My phone rang, it was sienna. "Hey," I answered. "Diego. Listen. I need to tell you something about Felton D'Angelo." "What about him?" "Be careful. He's not—he's not what he seems." "What does that mean?" "It means he's dangerous. It means people who get close to him tend to disappear. It means—" She stopped. "Just be careful. Okay?" "Sienna, what are you talking about?"

Damien looked at her like he regretted saying the words the second they left his mouth. Yet somehow couldn’t take them back. Thunder rolled outside the windows. Neither moved. Vivian should say something. Professional. Reasonable. Safe. Instead she asked softly: “What exactly are you trying to say?” Damien’s jaw tightened. For a second, she thought he might finally say it. Finally break. But Damien Blackwood was a man built entirely from restraint. And restraint won. His expression cooled slightly. “I think Roman Ellis is dangerous.” Coward. The thought came instantly.

I have to release her tits to take the remote and I watch them smack loudly against her skin on each of her downward thrusts. After the intense blowjob I've just received, I'm in no hurry to climax. Tracy's tight pussy is giving my cock a wonderful workout and I plan to enjoy it as long as I can. I've been in her office for over an hour and I'm curious about what's going on with Mom and Dad. "How do I view Daryl's office?" I ask as Tracy continues her attempts to pulverize my cock with her overheated pussy. "Press... five... zero," Tracy breathes, grabbing her breasts with her hands to keep them from slapping themselves sore. I press the buttons and the channel changes to Dad's office. The v

“They are ironclad. Any violation would result in severe penalties, litigation that would make their lives and the lives of their children a misery.” “Then someone was very desperate, or very well compensated,” I countered, a chilling smile playing on my lips. “Or, perhaps, they were coerced. Find out which. I want names. I want faces. And I wanted them yesterday.” I paused, letting the silence stretch, before adding, “One hour. That's all you have to deliver a name, a face, and a plan for recovery. Fail, and consider your careers at Wings conglomerate terminated. Now get out.”

“It’s my first time I’ve seen him fancy someone. I think, obsessed. That’s the right word to use.” The way he’s looking at me is as if he pities me. I think I should be pitied though, for catching the attention of someone as Ryan. I have always known that Ryan is sick in the head. My encounters with him back in college and recently says it all. I also know that those good boy acts he played back in college were just a facade. I saw something else hidden inside of him. Something dangerous.

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She already knew. Damien’s jaw tightened as he opened it. The photo that loaded was worse than the last one. It showed Raven from the original video, but uncut — every humiliating second stretched out in 4K: her sobbing apologies to the camera, her body jerking through orgasm after orgasm while Damien railed her, the exact moment he flooded her womb, the way she begged “Daddy, fill me up… I’m addicted… please breed your pregnant whore.” The audio was crystal clear, every filthy word captured. “Jesus Christ,” Damien muttered, his thumb scrolling through the frames. “This is the full version. They’re threatening to post it in pieces now. First the clip, then the sex, then the confessions. They

Ethan was a very dangerous person, ruthless and heartless, he would do the worst to anyone who hurt the ones he loved. "He's in the dungeon, like you ordered. Everything you asked for is ready. Also, we retrieved a tape from his camera." Suddenly, Ethan turned around. His jaw was clenched and ice frosted his eyes. Briskly, he walked out of the ward. "Veronica's assistant will be here soon. Let us leave." In the freezing atmosphere of the car, Colton played the video he retrieved from the basement Greg kept Veronica in. Ethan's face became more gloomy with each second that passed. In the video, Greg violently attacked Veronica while she struggled to defend herself.