Novel & Cerita Dream X George Fanfiction

His gaze flicked coldly over Damien, his expression disgusted. “You claim that she is your lover, right?” George went on, his voice gaining a sharper edge. “Then tell me, who is the secretary that so boldly hovering around you? Or did you think I wouldn't know what is happening back there in Miami just because I'm not there? Don't think because you're from the Cross family, I wouldn't dig into your background.” George felt his face redden with anger. How dare he keep a mistress while staking a claim on his granddaughter?! Did he truly lose his mind?!

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she continued, "I was in an open field, and I felt a storm coming in. So I walked to it and into our old house. I stepped through the door and into the set of a film I did last year. During one of the scenes, Kris appeared. She was angry and started trying to fight with Emily. You remember Emily, right? She was my co-star in the Western film. Well, we got kicked off set, and that's when I woke up." "That sounds intense," Elena replied. "I had a dream about Kris last night, too. I was getting a tattoo, and in the end, it got very heated. Not fighting, but, you know." "Ah," Liz' eyebrows raised. "Was it good, at least?" Elena blushed, remembering every detail.

He saw through what I did so soon. George confirmed his guess via the silence from the other end of the phone. Then he immediately raised his voice and said snappishly, “You old fox! How could you do such a thing? I will let others knows that the president of the Dream High Hotel is a man of no scruples! How could you deceive an innocent and kind-hearted girl like Alice? You are so shameless?” Zayden had never been scolded like this, but he was not angry. Instead, he corrected George in a good mood, “She is not an innocent girl.”

Sensing Vincent's rising temper, Dorian quickly tugged on Wayne's sleeve and whispered, "Wayne, you really are mistaken. She's the Henley heiress." Others who were friendly with the Kinsey family joined in, trying to smooth things over. "That's right. Wayne probably just misses his wife too much. Dorian, why don't you take him to rest for a while?" As the atmosphere grew more strained, I finally spoke. "Mr. Kinsey, I truly don't know you, nor am I your wife. I don't want to hear such damaging words again." Wayne stared at me, searching my face for the smallest crack in my composure, but I remained calm. His shoulders sank in defeat, unwilling to accept what he saw.

George groaned in pain and then used his fist to clean the blood on the edge of his lower lip. As he cleaned it, he also dashed towards Xaden who was trying to get to me and he punched Xaden in his stomach. Xaden staggered backwards and George gave him a double flip kick. “Shit! You need to get to your senses and see that I'm the one for you. There's no way I'm going to leech on you. I will support you in every area you need my help as well. Just come to me, Xaden. I love you so much and it's causing me pain that I'm hurting you.” George voiced out, confessing his feelings to Xaden.

George affirmed without leaving no stone unturned. "Sometimes I wish your late mother never died. I sincerely wished she was here to see you act like this. I guess she will equally be ashamed of you. She definitely has got many questions to answer. I doubt if you're my biological son," George started another drama just when it felt like he had given up already. This time, the taunt hit Dexter in the head. He stayed quiet and faced the wall. Tiny tears dropped in his eyes. He was able to wipe them away.

First because of Damian stunt and then these nightmares. Last night she can't stop herself from thinking about him. His eyes they turn pitch black, his face look like devil and the anger is clear evident but then she wash off the thought. It is too dark there his eyes dilated and she is also scared at that time, so it must be hallucination. Shaking the thought away she get up from bed tiredly and make her way towards washroom after taking her clothes. ................ How is your assignment going on, lilly asked packing her bag.

KEIRA. The next time I opened my eyes, I was in George's king sized bed naked, his hands wrapping firmly around my waist. I sucked in a sharp breath and bit my lips in anxiety. I did it with him, I lost control and slept with George. This is so fucked up, I shouldn't have. This is a mistake, I lost so much control, this can't go on..it can't. I had such an amazing time with George, I felt so alive after a while. I'm not supposed to regret it but I still can't help myself.. I just feel like I'm losing it.

He was standing by the door with his mouth hanging low. “You said you wanted to see him, so this was what...” George felt like he had bees in his head, and they were going to explode. “I-I can’t believe this. I am dreaming, right? You guys weren’t kissing, right? You just had something in your eyes, and he was trying to blow it out for you.” George muttered, refusing to accept the truth when his brain already knew it.

I felt her emerge, bright and vivid within me. “I wasn’t expecting my heat to come back so soon. I had…” my cheeks flushed warm. “A very realistic dream. About Lucas and Xavier and Sebastian.” Diya made an inconvenienced sound. I do not understand your obsession with the leech. And now a lizard? She gave a scoff. But I will admit, your fever seemed to cool after that dream. Perhaps there’s a reason for it. I reached for the cool washcloth and rubbed my hot cheeks with it.