Delia Ketchum Hot Novels & Stories

I said, shaking my head at Katerina, silently asking her what she wanted. “I’ll have an iced latte, thank you” Katerina said, shyly. “Alright, would you like anything to eat? Dessert maybe?” Delilah asked “I would recommend the chocolate fondue, or the crème caramel” “I believe the chocolate fondue would be good, what do you think, malyshka?” I asked Katerina whose eyes lit up in excitement. I chuckled at her reaction, smiling when I saw her nodding in approval before nodding at Delilah.

It was a video. A grin tugged on my lips as I hit play and the sound of Delia moaning as she got fucked over the table flooded my ear. The little bitch. Great, another thing to add to her worry list. Enoch had refused to believe that Delia was planning to sleep with Belshar for whatever reason known to her, but now he would know that I was telling the truth and that Delia didn't give two fucks about him. The thing about Delia was that she was obsessed with Celine. She didn't know it but she was. And it wasn't a recent thing either.

I called Elijah, my tech guy. “what?” he groaned. I rolled my eyes. “find me David from the college” I hear him type somethings and shuffle around. “there are 50 David’s, which one?” “streamline to psychology’ “about 5 of them” “send me all their pictures and names via email, I’m waiting” the images popped into my email and I printed all of them out. I took the pictures back to Camila and asked her to point out which one was her David. She was hesitant but after some persuasion she pointed at David O’Connor. I pecked her forehead and walked out of the room to make a phone call. I called the vice-chancellor of the college.

Hi, I'm Delia," the other introduces herself to direct attention to her and leave behind the awkward moment with Cecile. "Angie." I take her hand when she offers it and feel her skin soft and slack as a baby's bottom. Delia is even more precious, she has marked cheekbones, her eyelashes are long, curved and black and highlight her green eyes. She's slim and only two inches taller than me, but only because she has gorgeous shoes paired with a white dress. "They look a lot alike," he says, looking at Melody and me.