Diggy Simmons Gf Novels & Stories

Simone's pov She would hit me when Dad wasn't looking, forgot to feed me and was always holding a phone or a mirror in her hands. It didn't take long before Dad finally realized her true colors and she was sent packing from our house, but not before signing a huge sum of money from dad's account into hers by forging his signature.

Griffith didn't even glance at it. "Although I enjoy seeing you angry, I'm not in the mood this time," Simon said as he tapped the table, indicating that Griffith should look at the content on his phone. "We got the gift from the same store. She took me there, but... she only wanted to use my discount." Griffith furrowed his brow. Discount?

“Don’t what me. I saw you sneak off with tall, dark, and handsome. His hands were all over you.” My mind wandered back to said hands. “He had great hands.” “So, you did do some in-depth examinations.” She waggled her eyebrows, her brown eyes sparkling. “He puts all other guys I’ve been with to shame.” Her eyes bulged. “Even Digby?” I used to call my ex-boyfriend Digby my Norwegian pile driver. He was huge all over and known to bruise sensitive areas with how hard he pounded my pussy, but it was worth it. However, his memory was being eclipsed by Simon, though I wasn’t sure what about him made it better.

I took his hand and gave it a squeeze. "You were great." "I was a fucking pansy." "No you weren't." When the funeral ended, Simon spent a long time with Caroline's mother. I stayed in my seat, patiently waiting. "What are you doing here?" asked someone from behind me. I turned around. I didn't recognize the girl, but she looked pissed. "Um… I'm Sophie Charm, Simon's girlfriend." "I know who you are you little hussy. You're the bitch Simon left Caroline for." "That's not true! Simon broke up with Caroline because she was too wild."

I knew instantly who'd done it. Before long, the Internet was piling on. "Ten years is more than enough to leave someone in the dust. Mark seriously thinks he can beat Jerome? The same guy he personally shipped overseas to study? What a joke." Then one comment caught my attention. "Is it just me, or is he actually the guy who used to simp for the Burkes' long-lost daughter they just found?" "Nah, you've got it wrong. That's the Swain heir. Why would he be simping for her?"

“Alright, I hope this doesn’t happen again. Replace the receptionist and fire the security guards downstairs.” Simon's anger silenced everyone. After making the arrangements, Simon was prepared to leave again. But he felt something tugging at his pants and looked down to see me clinging desperately to his pants. “Simmy…” At the mention of Simmy, Simon’s entire body trembled. It was his nickname, known only to the two of us. Jealous, Lily rushed over, trying to separate us. “Mr. Gates, this woman is insane. Who knows what other contagious diseases she might have. Keep your distance.”

Simmons led down first as I still stood astonished with the looks and beauty. "How do you manage this place ms. Maggot?" Inquired I. "I just do the usual. Grow rice and coffee." Replied she chuckling in expectation we took it as a joke. "And you are the mystery in my dream young lady?" Said she looking a Simmons. "Oh no. This is my companion Maximus Simmons. He is a boy ms." Responded I hurriedly. "Of course you expect me to believe you. Does she look like a boy to you?" She asked with proof. " the last time I spoke to lord Hocus. He told me about your stay at his home willete Duskwick. "

“Hi, love. The conference is going really well. The presentations ran long today, but I think we’re making good progress. How are things at home? Is Simon’s girlfriend settling in okay? I’ve only seen her in the pictures he sent. Is she a good girl? Pretty? I hope she’s making herself comfortable.” Oh, I’m a good girl, Mummy, I thought, my mind spinning as Daddy’s cock thrust deeper hitting my G-spot. The perfect, innocent good girl who’s spreading her legs right now for your husband. The one who’s letting him fuck her raw on his desk while you’re away at a conference. Simon said I was really beautiful, didn’t he? But he doesn’t know how much wetter I get when his father looks at me. How my

He could not have been involved with her. But I don't know why but my heart was sayings that Simmi was not a gold digger of all things. She was not very keen to buy dresses like any other girl would have done. Who was the real Simmi?? She was not lured by my flirting, good looks and my wealth. Could she be so good in this game?? ******

I've sculpted a character based on my boss, Jacob Carter, in my smutty novel. Jacob, who's a cold, distant, and stern man in reality, is reduced to a lovesick simp in my novel. Apparently, he's maddeningly in love with me there. But when I tender my resignation letter later on, Jacob rips it into shreds before cornering me. "Oh? Are you planning to leave now that you've finished writing that novel of yours? How dare you discard me as soon as you're done with me! What am I, a cheap escort?"