Novel & Cerita Drunk And Daring: I Kissed A Tycoon

“I don't care if they call me names, I just want to help Dad. I'm a terrible daughter, I have always been. What do you think of me, Zayn? Am I selfish?” He rolled his eyes and huffed surly. He wasn't interested in what she was saying because he knew prattling nonsense was an effect of the drink she consumed. “You need water.” He made to leave again, this time she tiptoed to meet with his height and tilted her head. She never gave him a hint of her next action, with a swift movement her lips met with his lips. She clung to his body as she kissed him softly then leaned backward after a few seconds. His eyes popped up. “Have you lost your mind?”

He said, blowing me a kiss, and then hung up without even saying goodbye. I looked at the phone on my hands in surprise. Wow! Who the hell did this guy think he was? "The nerve of this guy!" All I wanted was a stupid contract and a good time, not an irritating idiot. Men. Always had something stuck up their sorry asses. Especially the rich ones. Dinner? Red dress? Oh we was going to get more than dinner. He was going to get just what he deserved. And I was sure I had a brand new red dress somewhere, that was perfect for the occasion.

First, she was going to meet the mysterious tycoon, and then, she was going to leave an impression, secure the contract, become the leading head and then get closer to him. Once that was done, she could then proceed to the final step, seducing the man and making him fall head over heels for her, and finally, she could then proceed with the revenge. It seemed like a fail-safe plan. She just hoped she could execute it. “Right, here we go.” Taking a deep breath, Noelle marched inside the company. As she walked past the reception, she heard a couple of her coworkers gossiping. “I heard a huge client is coming in today and rumors have it, that he’s a hottie!”

Meadow Nipples hard and dripping wet, standing in front of my boss, my enemy. This was not how I imagined my night going. “Will you take off your dress for me baby?” He pepper kisses on her shoulder. His deep voice bring me back. I don’t have time to think, I don’t need to, slowly I move the straps of my dress and let it fall to the door. It was as if I was under a spell. His spell. “Jamey?.. Are you going to fuck me ?” I asked desperately.

Another part of her brain said while the other was happy that she would not die a virgin. “It’s not the first time we kiss,” he revealed, cutting off her thought. “What? When? No, I can’t possibly forget about kissing you, and I sure don’t remember anything,” she said with a deep frown. “Of course you don’t. You were so drunk you could barely even walk,” he said, laughing as he remembered that night. “When was that? I don’t remember getting drunk?” She asked in surprise. She also knew that when she gets super drunk, Maya could never remember anything.

“So yeah… I was angry. Hurt. And I wanted to get back at him.” Her lips pressed together briefly before she continued. “I walked up to the drinks section, saw the first man standing there, and I kissed him.” Tara blinked. “Just like that?” “Just like that,” Clara confirmed, a faint edge of disbelief still in her own voice. She shook her head slightly. “I didn’t even know who he was at first.” “And then?” Clara let out a humourless laugh. “And then I found out he was Matteo the almighty billionaire car racer.”

her back met the wall. "Are you as contagious as your cousin's mother?"Sally looked at him with fear, he smirked seeing the scary cat in front of him, he was enjoying the terror on the face of Sally"Are you scared?" He asked as he chuckled, she shook her head. "You are very beautiful.' He said, then he claimed her lips, instead of pushing the man away from her, she enjoyed all the sweetness coming from his lips and saliva, that was her first kiss, stolen by a drunk man, after the kiss, he collapsed on her, she blushed badly, seeing his handsome face with his scattered hair, even in a drunk state, he is still handsome."You are very handsome too"****Dante smiled as he watched the bouncer hand

“I’ll pay. She’s not doing that.” “What the hell, man?” Tyler shot up, hands flying. “You’re messing up the whole game!” Cyril didn’t even flinch. “She’s not kissing some drunk idiot for a dare. End of story.” “You’re not her dad,” Tyler snapped, laughing. “You’re not even her…” he stopped short, glancing at me, and then turned away to look at his brother, who stood on the side, his eyes glued to his phone. “You know what? Tyson, please get him out of here before he pays everyone into silence.”

It wasn’t something either of us could laugh off later. Tyler surged forward without warning, one hand sliding firmly to the side of my neck, fingers threading into the hair at my nape as his mouth crashed against mine. The kiss was hungry. Nothing like the stolen brush at the party. He took what he wanted, lips hot and demanding, tongue flicking against the seam of my mouth like he had no intention of asking permission.

She stared at him for a few seconds, she'd already devised a plan:" Looking around, she spotted a tall handsome man in a black shirt and jeans and felt a surge of relief. She moved to him, already feeling so dizzy from the drinks she'd consumed, it levelled up her confidence. Her hands reached out for his collar, and she tiptoed to his height. Closing her eyes, she kissed him. She lingered, tasting his lips, to make it more believable. Pulling away from his lips, she wrapped her hands around his shoulder. "I've been waiting for you" she said, observing the man's charming eyes. Taylor was satisfied when she Saw Wade walking away. Turning to the man, she gave him a Charming smile. As Taylor tu