Romans & histoires Estio Novel

The city view beyond the glass walls reflected on the water's surface, cold and distant, much like everything else in my life. I stepped in, lowering myself until the water wrapped around me. I welcomed the chill. It dulled the edge of the rage simmering beneath my skin. I submerged myself completely, letting the water close over my head, shutting out the world for a brief moment. When I resurfaced to take a breath... "Mind if I join you?" The voice was familiar so I wasn't startled. I turned. Estelle stood a few feet away, dressed in nothing but a nearly transparent robe, her lips curved in a slow, knowing smile. Before I could say a word, she let the fabric slip from her shoulders, baring

Chapter 93 Augusto sat at the dining room table with the envelope in his hands. The house was silent, except for Júnior’s hurried footsteps as he spoke on the phone with the doctor and the distant sounds of the first animals waking up on the farm. With trembling hands, he carefully opened the envelope. The paper was folded into four parts and carried the lingering scent of a sweet, unmistakably feminine perfume. He unfolded the sheet slowly, as if each movement weighed a ton. “Dear Augusto,” began Estela’s delicate, rounded handwriting.

For both our sakes, I hoped she wouldn’t use that one and would come up with something better. As we approached, Alessio instantly walked away, his eyes carefully but openly avoiding mine. His actions were so strange, some even followed him with their eyes—sensing something was off between us. Gian and Estelle’s gazes as we stood in front of them only added to the awkwardness. “Who is this?” Pilar luckily turned her focus directly onto Estelle before someone could ask something. I took the opportunity to observe Estelle more closely. She was ridiculously beautiful, with shiny blonde hair that almost looked white and striking eyes. Her curvy figure completed her good proportions, and her pres

Alejandro POV I slammed the door behind me so hard the frame shuddered. I turned the lock with a sharp twist, pocketing the key as I stalked into the room. Estella’s head snapped up, her movements slow and disoriented. Her gaze darted around the room before it settled on me. Her hair was mussed and her eyes wide with confusion. “What’s going on?” she asked, her voice shaky. She struggled to sit up, the covers slipping down her shoulders to reveal the curve of her bare cleavage. Her cheeks flushed, and she yanked the blanket back up, clutching it tightly against her chest

Her thighs trembled when she felt they had reached the peak of happiness. "Lucius!" "Estella! Fuck! You are delicious." They shouted each other's names together after they reached the sky's peak. We called it. Heaven. Estella's body fell tiredly on Lucius' body, and his masculinity remained in her femininity. She didn't want to pull it out because it tickled her inside, and she was addicted to it. Estella just now became addicted to this significant sex life. She grew up ignorant even though she was working at the club.

He said it like he rehearsed the words. "Why are you here then?" I asked Dylan. "You see, thats where you come in, the moon goddess only made one person to fit right for us, I mean that one person makes us complete and compliment us in all ways, we call such person our 'erasthai' or in a more biological term 'mate', the moon goddess is something like our God that has destined our lives" he says sitting up. So does he mean am that person to him, "so who is your mate" I asked hoping he mentions my name.

Diego was a work of art and he was looking at her like she was water and he was a very thirsty man. “Estella,” he said in a low voice before he pushed his thick cock into her. She cried out at the pain of intrusion, but he was too far gone with both pleasure and intoxication to notice her initial discomfort. “It hurts,” she whispered. “I’ll make it better.” He began to rock his hips slowly into her, till she was writhing in pleasure again. The sensation of being full drove her so insane that she refused to think about the fact that she had just been disvirgined by her boss.

He followed it, his feet walking on it’s own until he reached a section of fantasy book. He reached the peculiar book with glowing gold letters, as if it has life inside. He almost dropped the book while browsing the few pages… “It has the story of our life as Kalantiaw until I died as Estefan,” says Joshua, the problem is it was written in his perspective, in the end, he was not able to know what Leticia had been thinking, also there is no mentioning of the bracelets nature, not even how it ended on Amaya’s hand.

” Estel’s gaze is inquisitive as she finishes, “It didn’t help much though, did it? I learnt you never went in.” I feel nervous, because what if she also knows what happened between me and Christian that day at the hotel? She knows about what happened between Levi and Cassie, she also knows I was there that day, but maybe she doesn’t know I was with someone else. I smile as I ask, “You don’t know what goes on inside the hotel rooms, do you?" Estel looks down, dejected, “No. That would be against the right of privacy.” When she looks up, she’s smirking “Are you trying to tell me Cassie and Levi weren’t there to cheat? Were they discussing their thesis topics instead?”

But boy did his voice hold authority. "Come for me baby" What the actual fork is happening to me? The deal was to be fucked senseless and forget that it ever happened, but here was my pervy, horny mind playing tricks on me. FOCUS NOV! "November?" Esther tapped me lightly, "huh?" I turned to her confused at the way she was looking at me. "I said we can go in, and you're sweating, relax babe it'll be fine" Esther assured. Then she opened the door to reveal the two most amazing view I've seen in my 21 years of life.