Elevator Kiss Henry Danger Novels & Stories

inside the elevator, As Wayne and Kaylar found themselves alone in the elevator, a spark ignited between them. Their eyes locked as their hearts raced in anticipation. The air grew thiStill ck with tension, and without a word, they moved closer to each other. In that small, confined space Kaylar felt the heat radiating from Wayne's body, drawing her in like a magnet. Their lips met, and the world seemed to fade away. There, in the dimly lit elevator, their kiss began with a slow, tantalising rhythm.

But mercifully, to one side, there were giant brass elevators caged in steel. “Please tell me we’re taking those,” I muttered. Curt grinned. “You volunteering to sprint up dragon stairs?” “Fuck no.” Even Haden’s mouth twitched at that. As we crowded into one of the elevators, Chase leaned close to me, whispering, “Bet you ten bucks this thing breaks halfway and we get roasted before we hit the ground.” “Bet you twenty I throw you off first,” I whispered back. He grinned like a kid who just stole candy.

"Nigel came to the company looking for you, but security stopped him. After all this time, you still haven't put him in prison? You're not going soft on that scumbag, are you?" I kept signing the documents in front of me and replied calmly, "One thing at a time. Don't worry. No one hates him more than I do. Have security send him up." "What for?" "So he can sign the divorce papers." With that, Richard turned around, and with a smile on his face, instructed the security guard to let Nigel through. Both of the men wore icy expressions as they rode the elevator to the top floor. Nigel was the first to break the silence, his tone laced with hostility. "Mr. Gibson, with your busy schedule, what b

Eve, Xiana, Seoul and Capri were the women who showed up at the five-star hotel Henry Richard was meeting his top business client that evening. After Eve gave the signal with the word 'show time', the women rose to their feet and swung into action. While occupying the table reserved for him, Henry was opening the briefcase Dane had stationed before him with his head lowered. At the sight of the women, Dane began to hit Henry's left thigh repeatedly. Henry was pissed by Dane's act. "What in the hell are you doing Dane?" he barked and lifted his head. He was shocked at the spectacle above him.

She was living in it. By the time they got to the sleek skyscraper that bore his name, Henry’s voice had shifted. Softer, but firm. “Today, stay close. You’ll see why I don’t trust many people.” They stepped into the elevator. Karen turned to him. “Is it always like this?” He gave her a look. “You haven’t seen anything yet.” As the doors slid open on the top floor, a well-dressed woman glanced up and froze. It was Vanessa Henry’s executive assistant.

"Call me Charles." Ugh! Hannah shivered and got goosebumps all over her body. Come on! Mr. CEO! The cheesy romance era has long passed! "Bang!" the lift stopped at one floor, Hannah Snow had had enough. She rushed out of the elevator at the fastest speed, preferring to take the stairs rather than witnessing this nauseating man acting so tenderly. She felt so disgusting. The elevator door closed again, and the man inside withdrew his gaze from where she had left. He held the little woman's face in his hands and gave her a deep kiss...

“What are you–” She squealed when Aiden rolled her to her stomach. A loud moan released on her as she felt his lips gave her exposed back small kisses. She looked behind only to find that Aiden was holding the zipper of her red silk dress by his teeth. Their eyes met as he slowly pulled down the zipper with his pearly teeth. Warm feelings circled on her stomach down to her vagina.

Kim looked at the watch on her wrist. "Oh my God, five more minutes," Kimberly complained, and the average elevator position was still at the top. There was one elevator that employees had avoided. Finally, without thinking, Kim pressed the button for the elevator in the basement, and when she reached the ground floor, the elevator doors opened right in front of Kimberly. She got into the elevator so quickly that her high heels got caught in the door, and she fell forward, hitting the man in front of her. Kimberly was now in the man's warm embrace, making their gazes meet and stare at each other.

She could hear him pacing outside the door, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the hallway. Finally, Lucas re-entered the room, a determined expression on his face. He grabbed Camilla's hand and led her out into the hallway, ignoring Dorian's questioning gaze as they passed by him. They made their way down the stairs and out of the mansion, Lucas leading Camilla out into the night. They walked for what felt like hours, Camilla's hand tightly clasped in Lucas's. She could feel his anger still simmering just beneath the surface, and it frightened her.

Fernando laughed and gently squeezed her hand. “You’re still that innocent girl! We’re not going to die. It’s normal for an old elevator to lose a bit of power and feel like it’s going to drop, but don’t worry—I’m sure they’re already working to get us out of here.” “Who?” she snapped. “This elevator doesn’t even have security cameras. No one can see we’re in danger!” “But the alarm was triggered—and that’s already been taken care of. Don’t worry, we’ll be out soon,” Fernando said as he caressed Helen’s hand in an act of solidarity, hoping to soothe her nerves.