Gaston Novels & Stories

Gunnar Astor was a royal pain in the ass. "Maybe he will choke on his dinner tonight and die," I murmured to Venus, biting down on a carrot stick and petting her head. She looked at me and whined, then did this thing that made her look as if she raised a condescending brow at me. I sighed, kissing her on her head, "You're right, that's too much to ask for."

Gaston quickly kneeled and said, "I’m sorry Master Alex! I’m just putting up an act for money. Master Alex, I’m not really lusting for your wife to accompany me." Alex was stunned for a moment, and Spark Rockefeller came to mind. “Now tell me, who is behind the whole ordeal?” Alex asked while his gaze pierced through Gaston. Gaston knew the trouble he was in and dared not to hide anything from Alex. He said, "It's Spark, the bastard said that as long as I did this favor for him, he would give me 10 million dollars and three beauties! I was blinded by my greed. I promise I will never do it again. M

) he asked with a thick Italian accent. The men glanced at Isabella. "dove scusa capo ma questa cagna ci stava dando filo da torcere" (where sorry Capo but this bitch was giving us trouble) one of them said as the man shakes his head. "Sono circondato da idioti, mettila in macchina, i jet aspettano e dobbiamo riportarla in Sicilia in tempo per il compleanno del Don, altrimenti Giovanni ci ucciderà, ma prima che lo faccia ti ammazzo fino all'ultimo imbecilli"(Im sorrounded by idiots, get her in the car, vthe jets waiting and we need to get her back in sicily in time for the Don's birthday if not then Giovanni will kill us, but before he does I'll kill every last one of you imbeciles) the man

Green had not finished asking herself yet, the owner of the hand spoke up. Green wiped down the sweat and wiped away the tears before answering a question of Langit. "I'm fine." "Drink first." Langit held a glass of mineral water over Green and she took it without further thought, Green gulped the water down and returned the glass back to him. "Thank you, brother." Langit replied her with only a brief nod. Knowing that his hand was still on Green's fingers, Langit pulled it away, afraid she was uncomfortable with it. "Sorry, Green, I don't mean to..."

I mean, why have you come. Gaston moved closer, and I shrank back, feeling the wall against my back. "No woman leaves me, little one." His gruff voice betrayed his rage as he went on, coming so close that I could feel the heat of his body. ”I tell the women I fu*k to get the hell out of my life when I tire of them." He spoke softly, but the fury behind his words was apparent, and I trembled at his wrath. I stared at him, my breath coming rapidly.

There was no response, just people continuing to gawk, but three gazes stood out the most to me. Mr Gaston looked quite impressed, and a smile of appreciation twitched at his lips. If he was happy with the result, then that means that he didn’t regret making me the face of his jewellery collection. Michael’s jaw hung low, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, but he quickly masked his stupid expression with a neutral one…but the lust in his eyes was evident.

Jake inquired, looking at the figure behind the door. "Oh, Mr. Hayes. Please excuse my late introduction, my name is Luca Giovanni, and I am Mr. Étienne's secretary. Apparently, Mr. Étienne would like to have Mrs. Hayes accompany him tonight; would that be okay?" the man—Luca Giovanni said. He's a tall, tanned man that looks like he's in his 20s. With golden brown hair and light blue eyes, he resembled a golden retriever with the energy of a black cat. Physical appearance doesn't determine one’s personality, indeed.

I greeted the giant before me. "I was coming through the city and decided to come and say hello to my favorite bartender.” He grinned before pointing to my office door. "I also have some new products in case you're interested.” George was a handsome male specimen, almost seven feet tall, with blond hair that was always well combed, happy brown eyes, and a model smile. Oh, and a body of fear, literally of fear. I guided him to the office, because he wasn’t only physically beautiful, but also intelligent, he had a tequila distillery that was beginning to sound among the shops.

I doubt many will ever care to read this. I doubt many will believe my story let alone that I wrote it with my hand. But all you are about to read is true. This is the story of my life. I am a bastard, a monster, a deity, and the first of my kind. I am Asterion of Crete. You may know me better as Minotaur. I was born at sunset of the summer solstice to Queen Pasiphaë. Before my birth, King Minos and everyone in Crete thought I would be their ninth child and heir to the throne. However, at my birth, it became very apparent my mother had been unfaithful.

I tried my best not to show him how scared I was –Or how needy I could become on such a cold night. "Common Belle, just say yes already. I really will love to have a taste of this lovely body of yours. I will like to hear you scream my name as I drill hard into your pussy and make you cum again and again. I will fuck you till you squirt countless times… till you beg for more. I will like to have a feel of your round butt ridding hard on my dick as I spank those bouncy butt cheeks till you convulse in extreme pleasure," Gaston whispered as he brought his lips to my neck.