Disgrace Brittainy Cherry Novels & Stories

Pop my cherry, Daddy. Isabella pov. Chapter 3. His strong hands lifted me up from the floor and he immediately dropped me on the sink before I could say a word. My heart made a tiny leap as anticipation flooded me, his hand raised my white dress, and he pulled it off my head. Fuck! I was going to get the best fuck of my life, I was going to get my first sex and it was with a total stranger. I felt shameless, but at this point, I couldn't contain the urge in me that pleaded, desperately to be fucked

In past years, someone would have started clapping by now. But this year, no one did. Polly Malfoy, a newcomer who had joined three months ago, was the first to lift her head. She said, "Mr. Bassett, I heard that at Midea Tech's annual meeting, everyone got two big boxes of cherries." The room fell abruptly silent. I frowned. "What did you just say?" "Cherries," she repeated, tracing a small circle on the tabletop. "Imported ones. "One box costs seventy or eighty dollars. Two boxes are 160 dollars—and that doesn't even include the extra two months' salary they give."

And it made his entire morning. --- A storm clawed at the windows. Cherry knelt on the marble floor, breathing shallow. Her wrists trembled. The fire behind the man cast a long, flickering shadow. His face stayed hidden—hooded, wrapped in mystery—but his voice was all blade. “You disappointed me.” “I didn’t expect her to fight back,” Cherry said. “She wasn’t supposed to be smart.” “She wasn’t. You were just sloppy.” “I’m sorry—” “You failed a test. A simple test. And now... they’re curious.”

"For God's sake, Betty! Amanda is a goddamn liar!" Lady Byrne shouted loudly, made Ava and Mrs. Puck nearly jump from the seat. "Do you forget when she came back from London, telling everybody she met the Prince Regent at the opera, and the prince asked her out for dinner?" Lady Byrne shook her head in great disgust. "That's a lot of damn nonsense! Only a blithering idiot will ever trust her."

Cherry was a little confused with Maria’s question, she wonders why Hannah’s visit made Maria tensed. “She did see me but…” Cherry drawled which made her stop eating and look down at the food. “What is it Cherry? Did something terrible happen?” Maria was more persistent to know but she made sure not to make Cherry feel pressured. “She doesn’t like me and she thinks… she thinks I am a disgrace…” She spoke softly, her voice cracking in the end. Maria could not believe what she was hearing. She sort of froze for a second unable to say a word but then her mind recollects beck to reality and she starts to speak.

She's so scanty and ridiculous that even though it has been a year I can't forget about her freak face and her foul mouth which I long to wash with soap. Victoria's face still irks me making me want to find her and pull her head off, screaming bloody murder. Why does Cherry have to look like someone I hated for the rest of eternity? I'm pretty sure that God can choose from a lot of combinations so why do they have to look a lot like each other? And the fact that Cherry is so nice to me that she already win my heart makes it more infuriating. She even assured me that I am her favourite patient and that she will take care of me and my baby.

Inside, resolve settled into something steadier than desire. Later, as dusk bled into night, Julia scrolled through her phone, the familiar tightening in her chest returning. Brandon watched from the kitchen, reading her expression before she spoke. “They’re talking,” she said. “About what.” “Us.” She turned the screen toward him. Headlines blurred into speculation. Anonymous sources. Carefully seeded doubt. Is the Disgraced Heir Hiding an Affair? Charity Scandal Deepens Amid Romance Rumors Brandon’s jaw hardened. “They’re manufacturing distance.”

"So don't dare lay your hand on Daisy or else I'll cry my eyeballs out and no one would have rest in this house till I have my Daisy back!” Cherry threatened in a serious tone, pouting her little lips as her face wrinkled into a deep frown which made Edward and Olivia chuckle! "Such a spoiled little bratty,” Edward tried to pinch her cheeks but Cherry stepped away from his touch. "Don't touch me. I don't like you and Granny at all! You hurt my new mummy and now she's gone missing. I won't forgive the both of you if she ends up not returning back home!” Cherry screamed and ran up the stairs in tears.

"Cherry, I said go upstairs and let me handle this," "Don't you dare tell me to go upstairs like I'm the villain here, your mother is the one who has refused to give me some damn peace!" Cherry snapped, her voice shaking with fury I turned to my mother, my voice dropping to a warning tone. "And mother, this conversation ends now, what are you even doing here?" My mother's lips pressed into a thin line as she glared at Cherry like she was some disgusting piece of shit. Her eyes shifted towards me, filled with disappointment. "You're too blinded by her beauty to see that you're wasting your time!"

he repeated. "Well, I can't really blame you. That must be the only English you know," Cherry reasoned. "I'm rather attached to this car, you know. If you want me, come and get me." Anger ignited in the assassin's eyes, and he took steps towards her, grabbing her arm. In a swift motion, Cherry evaded his grip, twisting his hand in hers. She swiftly rotated, dropped to her knees, and flipped him over her shoulder, sending him crashing to the ground. She didn't give him a chance to react, swiftly straddling his chest. Clenching her fist, she delivered a powerful blow to his jaw, forcing his head into an unnatural angle.