Danielle Donovan Nude Novels & Stories

She began to ride him with deliberate, rolling movements, her hips circling as she took him deep again and again. “Fuck, you feel good,” Donovan growled, his hands sliding under her dress to squeeze her breasts, thumbs flicking over her hardened nipples. “Tight and soaking wet for me. Is this what you wanted while you were crying on camera? To come home and get fucked like the winner you are?”

Gabrielle said pointing at a connecting door that was covered with a curtain. "Why is she wearing only G-strings for God's sake? I saw children in the compound and indecent dressing makes children uncomfortable," Danielle said sadly. "Her sister Uka walks around the lodge naked, I mean stark naked with Indian hemp on her lips. Wait, she will be here soon," Gabrielle added. Danielle stood up immediately and walked towards the door of her sister's room. "Dani, where are you going?" Gabrielle asked. "To the caretaker, I need a refund, you are leaving this Gomorrah now!" Danielle shouted." Come and show me his room."

Smirking when they were showing awareness of my presence after a good two minutes of watching their live prono. “Lianna.” “What the fuck?” Blondie didn’t even try to cover her body and stood proudly. Looking at her body, she’s nothing special to me. Maybe she is good in bed, but her body is not pretty. Her boobs were saggy, it's either she made too many men massage them or she needs to bring them back to her doctor. Her skin is creamy but make her sunbathe for an hour, and she’ll go back to her original color.

He did not look up when Carlos entered so he sat down at the edge of Marco's table and said. "The girl woke up" Marco looked up from the table. So that got his attention, Carlos thought. "Apparently the girl's name is Ally Dawson and she ran away from her uncle, she was telling the truth I could tell" he said and Marco nodded, turning back to his papers "It seems he was abusive, she had bruises, I put a sleeping drug in the water I gave her so she could sleep, so when she wakes up you can talk to her." Carlos said while Marco said nothing, After a while Carlos said.

Viola's POV When I submitted my resignation letter to the secretariat, the staff member looked shocked. "Viola Conti, you're leaving the Derocchi family?" The Don's private secretary was a respectable, well-compensated position. He couldn't understand why I would give it up. "Sì." I smiled and delivered the excuse I'd prepared long ago. "My husband left me an inheritance in Melbir. I'm planning to take my son and live there." It wasn't a particularly clever excuse. But for seven years, everyone believed I was just a single mother raising a child on my own. No one knew that the "husband" I spoke of was actually the Don of the Derocchi family, Aido Derocchi.

he replied. I retrieved the flash drive and plugged it to my laptop. It was a video of Tanya in a bikini, surrounded by men who were forcefully groping her and touching her inappropriately. “You're such a genius Charles!” I praised him. Her face wasn't visible, just her hair but that wasn't something that couldn't be fixed. A little editing will light everything up. “So that woman was a slut,” I said to myself chuckling. Charles got on his feet, “Alright, I think my work here is done. I'll be taking my leave now.”

After Alexander left with Elena, he vanished for a full week. For that entire week, the rumor mill in Sicily’s underworld was buzzing. They said the Don had taken his beloved new mistress to the high seas for the annual yacht party, and that she would soon be the new donna. My phone kept buzzing with private photos sent by Elena. The first was of her sunbathing on the deck of a luxury yacht, wearing a barely-there bikini. The caption read: [The Don says only the ocean blue matches my eyes.]

To my face, they were polite, deferential even, out of fear of the Don. But the second Luca turned his back, the sneers and whispers cut through the low hum of the room, sharp as a switchblade. “A steward’s daughter, at the Don’s right hand? It’s a disgrace to the honor of the Families.”“She’s just the help that kept him alive when he couldn’t speak. Thinks she’s the Donna now?”“He’d never marry her. No bloodline, no name. Shames the Vitali legacy.” I stood alone, invisible, a ghost at the Family banquet.

Jason let go and stumbled back, hitting the wall. "No. No way." "She was healthy. She was strong." Ashley grabbed his arm. "Bro, take it easy. Let me go check." She hurried toward the morgue. On the monitor, I watched her pull open the cooler drawer and stare at the body inside. The silicone face was frozen in an expression of agony, the same pain of childbirth etched into it. The white sheet beneath it was soaked through with blood. Ashley stared for a few seconds, then clamped a hand over her mouth and ran back out.

I'll take Asher back from Elle, whatever it takes! The party continued until the next morning. Asher rushed home, bursting through the door and calling my name loudly. "Elle, come quick! Look what I brought you!" There was no response from me. Only the housekeeper rushed out in a panic, "Donna was picked up by ten stretch Lincolns yesterday at noon."