Fifty Shades Trilogy Novels & Stories

They were piercing and cold, as if he were watching every flicker of doubt cross my face. Ten million. The figure alone hit me like a punch to the chest. My breath stilled in my throat. That was definitely a huge amount of money no one could easily turn down. It was enough to change everything for me. My entire life. But to be his wife? Even if only for a year? An ordinary secretary like me, standing beside Andrew Blake, one of LA’s most powerful, most eligible bachelors? It sounded absurd. Almost laughable. He slid the folder across the polished desk. The motion was smooth and calculated, like he’d done this a thousand times.

I believe I deserve better! It’s just a shame since he was great in bed. However, being melodramatic was never my cup of tea, and I was positive I could move on…just like the last time! When Katherine and her entourage of men in a black suit departed from the office, I waited for Lee to return. I waited for him to explain his side. For several hours, I kept myself busy checking the manifest. When it was already five in the afternoon, and he failed to show up, I decided to go home to mend my broken heart… alone.

Then, my gaze landed on the seventh. “55k,” I murmured, my eyes flicking to the name beneath it. Deborah Blackwood. I hesitated for only a second before clicking on her profile. My eyes darted across the screen, absorbing the details of her career. Wins: 1500. Losses: 2. A 1500-win track record? That was impressive. More than impressive. It meant I had a shot. That maybe—just maybe—I wouldn’t be doomed. “Three minutes left!” the officer called out again, his tone sharp.

I never knew there was a hidden door to connect the two offices. I walk into her office and grab the wall, pulling it behind me. I scan the room and am stopped dead in my tracks. Kimberly is at the door of her office, and she is unzipping her dress. I can feel myself getting harder by the second. I let my suit jacket fall from my shoulders. I start to unbutton my dress shirt. Kimberly lets her dress fall, and the sight is amazing. Her perky breasts are standing at attention, and her n****es are hard. She is wearing a black lace thong that I want to rip off.

If it were on N*****x, it'd be the most-streamed series ever recorded in history. The question I kept asking myself is, “How did I find myself in this mess?” One minute, it looked like I had Ethan to myself when he divorced Maria. Leaving her for me was the highlight of my life in recent times. I had finally won the heart of the only man I have ever loved. Ethan was literally my trophy trap. Then out of the blue, Maria shows up with some damn kids to reopen the can of worms. Her return is about to ruin everything I've ever worked so hard to achieve over the last few years.

she paid for the dress hurriedly chasing after her masterpiece. "Wait!".she finally shouted as she couldn't continue her chase as her feet hurts. Her walking masterpiece stopped in his tracks and turned back towards her. Seeing as he turned to her,she adjusts herself and put on a smile."hi". Dan stared at the smiling girl in front of him wondering if he had met her before."do I know you?". Maryl calmly walked towards her masterpiece as she spoke."well,you do now". Dan continued to stare at maryl not understanding her."we just met right?".

Everything. Tears blurred my vision. “No… no, this can’t be real—” My knees wobbled. I wanted to scream, to claw his face, but all that came were more tears. I clutched the papers with shaking hands, my heart shattering with every line my eyes scanned. My company. My inheritance. My name. Even… even my marriage. All gone. “I trusted you…” My voice cracked. “Ethan, I gave you everything. How could you—”

But as soon as she finished speaking, her pupils gradually dilated, and her hand slipped weakly from my grasp. No matter how desperately I screamed her name, she never woke up again. My heart went completely numb as I reached out to close my mother's eyes. Adrian and I had been together for three years. I couldn't understand how we ended up like this. Just a year ago, our relationship had been sweet and full of affection. But ever since his childhood friend returned from abroad, everything changed. He started becoming distant, constantly setting up "tests" to prove my sincerity. He even said that I had to pass all 99 of his tests before I could marry him.

Mike fucks me even harder, using Tyler’s load as extra slick lube, Scott uses my mouth roughly the entire time. Mike growls and explodes inside me too, adding his massive load. I feel overflowing, used, and filthy in the best possible way. Scott flips me onto all fours one last time, he drives into my creamy, leaking pussy from behind, fucking me through the messy mix. He slaps my ass red while Tyler and Mike watch, stroking themselves hard again. “Come on, Jenny. Give us one more,” Scott growls, reaching around to rub my swollen, sensitive clit. My fifth orgasm shatters me completely, I scream, my body convulsing hard as my pussy milks Scott’s cock. He pulls out at the last second and paint

''First Karl, and Matthew, now Lizzy. Tiffany looked at her clock, then look one last time in the mirror before walking out of her room and heading to the mansion, where she entered through the kitchen as she always does. She still felt bad for killing that old hag. She thought that Horatio would have done something to her, but she got away with it. "Well, at least now no one can bribe her into talking about what she knows." Karl had said. He had promised Tiffany a better life at the mansion if she helped him, so she did. But now Lizzy was promising her a place in the world, a place to rule if she helped her. Naturally, Tiffany went for the highest bid. How could she not say yes?