Ethel Shameless Novels & Stories

With a forceful movement, she managed to break free from his grasp. Ethel, now standing a few steps away from Alex, didn't hesitate to defend herself. She watched as Alex winced in pain, a mix of shock and frustration on his face. The bar patrons, sensing the tension, glanced at the unfolding scene with a mix of curiosity and concern. "Let's get one thing straight, Alex. I don't need you, and I certainly won't let you intimidate me," Ethel declared, her voice firm and unwavering. Nate, who had been observing from a distance, couldn't help but admire Ethel's strength and resilience. His initial curiosity about her had evolved into a genuine respect for the woman who stood her ground in the fa

"Tell him to go die. Think he'll actually do it?" Jenna howled with laughter. "Exactly. Men like him are a waste of oxygen." But I underestimated exactly how shameless Ethan Whitmore could be.

She, who was laughing recklessly at Amaar's gossip which was making her feel better, clenched her lips the very next moment on Sonia's remark. “Listen to me with open ears, if you don't want me to ruin your real face behind this makeup then stop poking your nose in my matter, bitch. Otherwise, I will break all your teeth. I'm Anaaya, don't take me lightly.” She leaned towards Sonia and warned her in such a style that made Sonia scare in truth. Eyeing Anaaya with a sore face, she stood up silently and walked forward, sitting on the front seat. “Wow, you did a great job, my lioness,” Amaar accoladed her laughingly. She also smiled back at him. Zaviyaar, who was just stepping into the class, no

He looks at me, and then at Melissa who was standing on the door steps folding her hands. ‘’How long were you standing there?’’ Ethel asks. ‘’Hmmmmm let me guess…’I WORRY BECAUSE YOU’RE SENSITIVE’……from that part.’’ She says. ‘’And by the way, you both look like lovers’’ ‘’SHUT UP MELLY! YOUR SOO CREEPY!’’ I take Ethel’s hands and walk out of the room leaving Melly all alone. I can still hear her laugh. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………....................

"Look at the slut in the mirror. Do you enjoy being shared by brothers? So wet, so tight, your hole is begging for my big cock." The intense pleasure made me cry out for mercy. "Liam, please, slow down... it feels too good!" I looked so lewd in the mirror, my nipples pinched red by Ethan, my hole stretched open by Liam's giant shaft. It was so shameful—how could I enjoy being shared like this? I sobbed softly, "Ethan, make him stop..." But Ethan didn't listen. He continued to pinch my nipples. The pleasure exploded as my climax approached, my hole squirting hot fluid that coated Liam's member.

Liam shrugged, moving back to his seat. "Now she seems calm." Ethan noticed, downing his glass of whiskey. I didn't wait for them to remind me of what I was to do. I started to strip myself bare but it was heartbreaking watching them watch me. My throat was heavy as another year ran down my cheek. My boobs peaked out and the rest of the gown dropped to my feet. I wore a thong and I pulled that off as well. "You lack creativity," Cyrus smirked. "But her body is perfect," Ethan put in.

Lizeth says and she chuckles loudly and her actions at that time makes her look like a lady that has lost her mind but she was in a club that they do not care about what you are doing because every one of them is doing something so crazy. "I thought I was the only one labeled as a b***h because I was cheating on my friend with her boyfriend but who would have thought you are no different sucking the same d***k as your friend," Lizeth continues her monologue and she burst into another round ls of laughter because that was one of the funniest things she has heard as of the moment. After all, it was exhilarating.

“How did I not realize before this how shameless you are? Did you forget how you slapped me at the entrance of the design institute? Or how you pushed me because of Rebecca Jones? Or how you paid someone to flood the villa in order to frame me just a few days ago? If I hadn’t found out about it earlier, not only would I have needed to pay for the compensation, but my company would also be dragged down. “Ethan Lowe, your viciousness chills me, and just the mention of our past relationship makes my hair stand on end. But you? You have no remorse and no intent to apologize, yet you’re shameless enough to stand in front of me.” Ethan’s face burned red from her scolding, but he could not say anyt

Despite my best efforts to ignore them, I couldn't help but glance at a few. [Is this guy crazy? Does he not realize his wife could literally bury him in money?] [Leo is ambitious and hardworking, but a piece of shit on top of Mount Everest is still just shit, not admirable or deserving of sympathy.] [Elisa isn't any better. She looks like the quintessential bitch. Who knows how many husbands she's slept with?] [It's so strange. In previous interviews, Hailey Aesthete seemed like a strong person. How could she let her husband and a bitch humiliate her at her own Gala?]

“Uh… I wouldn’t know.” Celia’s breath caught. And just like that—she understood. Of course he hadn’t touched her. Not like that. Not yet. He was still grooming her. Still wearing the good-boy mask. A strange relief washed through her—twisted and ugly. He hadn’t ruined Brielle yet. “Good for you,” Celia said, slipping her lip gloss into her purse with a little click. “Hold out as long as you can. Guys like to think they own you once they’ve had you. Especially the charming ones.”