Fabiana Cantilo Novels & Stories

In as much he was on the verge of being really angry but there was something in the way she called his name that just…quench all anger and moreover he was deeply interested in what she so wanted to do and what she meant by being free, “fine then.” “Thank you,” she smiled and then rushed to the stereo she had complained about two weeks ago and he got it the next day for her, “so as I was saying, I found this CD that have a very nice song but obviously in Spanish and I don’t understand a single word of it but I just loved it and it occurred to me it was the kind of song your people dance Salsa to,” she was chuckling as she was speaking and Lucian was not ignorant to the fact that she seemed to

I didn’t care, though. “Liana, stop, they are going to hear you.” She whispered, making me scoff. “You have gotten into enough trouble. Please, Liana. You don’t need to keep harming yourself, please.” “Let them hear me. They might kill me and end my misery if they do.” I said, making sure to raise my voice loud enough for them to hear me. The woman, who I learned was Elena, approached me. She nodded at Cecilia and wrapped her hand around my arm, pulling me away from the girls.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.