Debauchery At The Dinner Party Novels & Stories

ISABELLA POV “You have such a beautiful wife, Mr Deluca,” the man opposite us in a tuxedo says sending me a creepy smile I want to stick to Dominic more but after our altercation before this party, none of us are in a good mood to speak to each other ….. “And? Is that why you have been calling me all evening? Because of your stupid mistress Grace?” I scream back at him pulling off my shoes in the bedroom as I prepare for the party He stands by the door, his hands in the pocket of his trousers, “how dare you do that without my permission? You almost killed her and left her stranded!!” he yells back at me

Chapter 50 – Web of Smiles Adrian’s View The dinning hall was filled with forced laughter, but I was not deceived. Nothing in that palace could be called real especially not at this dinner table. The table was set with fancy silverware and plates, and aromas of roasted meat, fresh fruit, beef stew, freshly baked bread amongst many others. The innocent smiles in that hall carried knives which stand one’s back the second they stopped paying attention. I didn’t true none of them here aside Lila and Sophia.

On our wedding anniversary, my wife, Yvonne Ashby, who has never set foot in the kitchen before, prepares a feast. Every time I take a bite, she eagerly asks me what I think and carefully writes down my feedback. At one point, she goes into our bedroom to answer a call. It's the custom ringtone for her assistant, Michael Holden. I casually pick up the notebook Yvonne left behind and leaf through it, only to discover that it is filled with detailed notes about things that have nothing to do with me. "The green beans are a little undercooked. Michael probably won't like them." "The mushrooms are a little too salty. Remember to use less salt when you make them for Michael." "The lamb is

Angela said while looking at Theo with a smile at which he nodded his head. "Yeah. It is true and I was just asking for formality because I had already cue the servants to serve soft drinks." Theo said while smiling at Adira. "Angel these men had chosen wrong partners who will never let them drink. They must be regretting to chose us." Adira said while giggling at Theo words. Ady also laughed at Adira's words and gave her hi-five. "Hey hey wait you both. We are not regretting at all. So stop thinking in this way. We had chosen something that are much more intoxic that any liquor." Dylan said while rubbing his hand sensually on Adira's thigh.

but I couldn't do that in front of my half-sister, since she's not to blame for being that woman's daughter. "Do you want to be my date tonight?" I held out my hand to the short girl in front of me. "Yes." She smiled sweetly and placed her little hand on mine. "Then let's go," I said, carrying her, and then went downstairs. The party was exactly as I imagined it would be: "extravagant," with people dressed as if they were visiting royalty. The food was as disgusting and expensive as possible; the decoration was all in shades of gold and silver.

“A party might be exactly what I need to get back on my feet.” Before she could think of something to say, I walked off. Hearing her slight laughter over the music. A slow song is playing and a few couples are on the dance floor. The hall is dim with dark decorations. It screams more debauchery than what was happening as of current. Total debauchery will start in a few minutes. The signs were there. People are getting drunker, the dancing is looking more saucy than respectful. A heavy breath escapes me as I look around the place. Noticing how the women are starting to lose the extra trains of their dresses. Making it short and leaving nothing to the imagination.

It caught on a little better, especially after I informed the tykes that the girl was the artist's sister. Dinner was a crowded event, once more reminding me of the need to complete the extension so we could actually have a dining room. Debbie fed the kids first, then we squeezed the six adults around our kitchen table. I was bracketed between the lovely Debbie and sweet Beth, and Jim, seated opposite me, was surrounded by the sisters. I couldn't help but ponder the circumstances that lead to my being able to have any girl at the table - pretty much on demand. And though I hadn't been celibate the last few days, I had been without Debbie's attention, and just seeing her, in her domestic role

"We are really sorry for everything we've done to you and this is a token of our apology. Plus, it's really delicious, I had one earlier." "We all did, and we are all sorry," Mindy added, though her voice carried less conviction than the others. She shifted uncomfortably on her feet, the leather of her shoes suddenly feeling too tight. Deborah looked at Olivia for a few seconds, she didn't know if Olivia was being sincere as she had faked an apology before and invited Deborah to that keg party where she was utterly humiliated by Olivia herself. The memory of that night crashed over her like a cold wave, making her skin prickle with goosebumps despite the warmth of the venue. She could still

Chapter One: The Temptress A grand party is currently happening in one of the most prestigious 5-star restaurants to celebrate the third wedding anniversary of Bea Wrights and her billionaire husband, Kirk Wrights. Every guest is wearing brands that can feed at least a hundred children to show off their wealth. Most of them chose that night to flaunt their newest collection and some of them even bought something before the party started. Everyone wants to show their ego. Everyone wants to outshine one another.

And the thing is, as annoying as Natasha’s unhelpful meddling is, I've already brightened. While I’m very fond of a classy event, I’m positively rapturous about debauchery. They’ve actually handed me victory. The folders are abandoned. The chart's forgotten. Because the palette was never the point. The palette was the appetizer. The bachelor party is the meal, and now I have it in writing, more or less, from a woman who'll claim later she never agreed. "I'm going to make the rehearsal dinner unforgettable," I announce. Both of them turn.