Flirting With Forever Claire Kingsley Novels & Stories

His eyes were scanning her whole body and how her skin blushes pink as their eyes met. She was still acting like the pure virgin she was. Though she was no more, she was still the purest thing he had ever seen. Clarke placed a kiss on her cheeks and make love to her all night. Making sure every part of her body memorized his every touch. She was his after all. He wouldn’t want it any other way. “Forever baby?” El giggled “Forever is dreadfully a long time, Clarke.” “I hope so baby because spending forever with you would be the best decision I ever made.”

I tugged anxiously at the fabric, trying to cover more of my leg but Claire slapped my hand away playfully. “Stop it,” she said, laughing. “You’re perfect this way.” Before I could answer, the door creaked open and just like that, the room’s atmosphere shifted as none other than my employer— King stood in the doorway, all black suit and cool command, his eyes finding me immediately. He didn’t say a word. He just stared. But that stare was enough to invoke something hot and heavy between us. Claire, ever the observant one, caught the look and grinned widely. “I’ll… just go check on the car,” she said, leaving my back unzip and whispering a little ‘Own him tonight’ before backing toward the do

Wearing revealing clothes while fidgeting in the arms of a certain man was definitely stirring up his desires. But Valeria, still taking things seriously, told Shane, "I think what the computer says is really effective. It said that if I dress like this, you'll follow me back to the room!" She was completely overwhelmed by this. "Mrs. Hunter, do you know what I will do after you entice me back to the room like this?" Valeria blinked her big eyes. Now she finally realized that things were getting serious and seemed to have exceeded her cognitive scope. Before she could react, she was kissed tenderly by Shane. Then...

He genuinely believed he was being reasonable. After that, the boundaries kept shifting. He brought Vera to private dinners that were traditionally for the lord and his betrothed only. He let her study the ancestral records that had always been restricted to blood relatives, explaining that a border clan would not have access to such histories and she needed to learn.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned about marriage, real or otherwise, it’s that silence isn’t peace. It’s just the sound before the storm. And that morning, the storm had finally arrived. It started small, It always does. The newspaper across the dining table, a glossy spread about the “Kingsley Gala,” with a photo of Adrian don in in a black tuxedo beside some elegant brunette in a silver gown. Her hand rested lightly on his arm, her smile polished to perfection.

I wonder what she could know to be honest. “Anna is the gossip queen.” Claire eye rolls with disdain, then laughs as Christian switches his arm from me to her and smiles wider, giving her the ‘you are my new BFF’ devious look and smarming over her a little too obviously. He is a shameless flirt when he has someone to extract information from and probably even more of a drama lover than Anna here.

A toy. And I knew he had set his sights on Shania, Vivianne's best friend. "Well, before you get yourself out of my apartment, my woman has a question for you." "What does her royal highness want?" I looked to Vivianne and she blushed, her cheek a tinge of pink. She looked away from me and asked her question. "Do you know Ellie? She's a Model." "I do. What, you don't remember her?" He asked looking at me. I shook my head negatively and he sat back down.

My Forever Man 6 The Kings Inquisition King Delmor’s POV I cleared my throat. Watching the annoying exchange of flirting between my Beta and my entertainment, made my skin crawl. I don’t know why though… must be the combined annoyingness of them both. I got her attention and glared at her, letting her know that I was displeased. But she smirked? Was she toying with me? She started talking. “So are all prisons here this fancy?” she asked.

Luke said, stepping toward her, fury rising under his skin like a rash, “you need attention. And you’ll take it from anyone who’ll give it to you. Me, your doorman, the bartender or whoever the fuck—” “His name’s Jules,” she interrupted. “And he’s hot. You’d like him.” He stared at her. “You’re unbelievable.” “What, I’m not allowed to flirt?” “We were together for two years,” he snapped. “You don’t flirt. You collect. You rope them in, flash a smile, say something broken about your dad, and suddenly they’re buying you drinks and begging for a chance.” Claire walked around the counter, the bottle dangling loosely from her fingers. “Maybe I

Claire said and left the company. “Where to, mam?” Helen asked, entering the limo. “Helen, I hope you can answer my question before we leave. Your last name is Kingsly, right? Are you any relations to a Samantha Kinglsly?” Claire asked. “Yea, she’s my cousin though we are not close. She is a poser, a gold digger. You might say there are many men she played with until she caught a large goldfish,” Helen replied, looking into the rearview mirror.