Novel & Cerita Desire Grand Prix

"I'm very tired. Maybe a vacation would be nice.” "Do you know what I really wanted now, besides a nice vacation? " Ricardo replied, and by the tone of voice, I knew he wanted to play the whole argument with his girlfriend on my back. "I wanted a new car, a girlfriend that doesn't give me so much headache, an imported whiskey. An autograph by Bruno Mars. A photo with Beyoncé. A colorful friendship with Mia Khalifa. An apartment overlooking the sea. A family that was good for more than asking me for money. Rich parents. Winning in the mega sena.” "They are too many requests," I just commented, also making a movement of the shoulders. "My order seems much simpler.”

He looked over at me, glancing down at my body and back up to my eyes again, "You wanna party so bad? Imma give you that"

That girl's face fell, but then she spoke with a fake smile. "Ok. I'm just hoping that we can meet in the near future. " She flutters her eyebrows seductively. I don’t like girls who wish beyond their position. I wish I could slap her, but she has a pretty face. I didn't want to ruin her future chance to seduce another wealthy man. Besides, she is human and I... "Alpha, we have to leave. It’s already late. " "Ya, I know. Get the car ready. "

My dreams, my father's health and my social status would be affected heavily if I pulled out. I'm sitting here right now because I have to and that's alright with me. I just pray he doesn't really need me for anything important because I would turn him down. I had already gotten to season 2 of Emily in Paris. And I remembered I had a plan to build my own interior design empire but what happened to it? Noah and his company's drama had pushed my desire to oblivion.

Gerald pledged with determination. "Ok, just let me know when it's time for your funeral. I'll sew a new black suit." Emille tapped Gerald on the back and turned to leave. "She is a fighter and not a monster." Gerald said, causing Emille to halt in his tracks. He turned slowly to stare at the heart broken Gerald. "She is the Dark Princess, in case you had not known. Why do you think it caused me all those men to get her…still none of them succeeded." With that, Emille walked away. "The Dark Princess? Impossible." Gerald smiled more widely. He was determined more than ever to get her.

I can feel the warmth of him, inches away, and my mind flashes to the fantasy—his hands on me, rough and demanding. The elevator jerks again, harder this time, throwing me off balance. I stumble forward, right into him while my hands splay against his chest for support. His one hand grabbing my arm to steady me and the other brushing my waist while we froze like that, faces inches apart and breaths mingling. His grip is firm, not letting go, and I look up into his eyes—dark, surprised, but heating with something primal. My body's on fire, nipples hard against my bra and my pussy aching from the earlier tease.

Because they did… they were almost black now, burning with raw desire and something possessive. “We are too far gone for you to want to back down now baby girl” he said, in his low and rough voice, like gravel. His face was so close she felt every word on her lips. “Now tell me what I want to hear. I know I will be the first man to enter here”

The spotlight found Desiree as she strode to the front, her entrance met with a wave of applause. I knew her trick; she could charm anyone, a skill honed, no doubt, from her days as a high-end escort. Luring men to bed was one thing, but getting them to part with serious cash? That demanded a certain finesse I couldn't help but respect. A smirk played on my lips as I surveyed the room, the fools gaping at her with undisguised hunger, oblivious to the bomb about to drop. They expected a partnership announcement. Oh, if only I could savor each of their reactions individually. Tonight was going to be glorious.

I replied politely and turned to leave. "I am requesting you, Alexis!" She pleaded and it was really sad to see an old lady requesting me for such a thing. I turned around and asked her, "Give me one reason? I don't know what he is and what danger I will encounter. Why would I risk my life? I need money but I am not greedy, Ma'am." "I have no reason to stop you and make you stay but all I have is a hope. My son, he is a demon king and grandson, a demon prince. They have a demon gene in their blood. That's why he acted like that."

one very big thing that makes them sleepless at night. Desire. Lust. The desire and lust between both of them was too much not to be noticed. Someone who would observe them from a close angle would notice it. How they can't keep their hands away from each other. Either his strong muscled hands is on her soft, pliant, curvaceous body, or their endless caresses, moans and groans keeps others from not knowing. Her dress was so provocative.