Novel & Cerita Gila Russy

I hear a loud gulp coming from his throat as he hungrily gawks down on me. I look down and see my shirt is open wide, only covering my hard nipples, leaving my wet cleavage on display. I immediately close the shirt, feeling too much exposed. I hear a low growl. Ryan’s hand grips my neck forcefully, I feel myself standing on the tip of my toes as he lifts me up from my neck. "Ra- Ry-an." He lowers his head to my level, I see his eyes have gold in them. Gold burning in fire. His eyes give a distinct bipolar look, like he can’t decide if he wants to rape me or punch my face.

“But what does the R stand for?” “R for Riley, as in Dylan Riley… It’s nice to Finally meet you… Gilliard.”

VINEET'S POV (SILVER-HAIRED GUY) Issac... and I want all of you to stay away from me. (BROWN-HAIRED GUY) Ethan... and I won't mind some hot chicks. (BLUE-HAIRED GIRL) I am Riley and I like some hot guys.😉 (BLUE-EYED GIRL) I am Julia and that's my cousin Levias, he doesn't interact with useless people so be careful or you might get hurt.

“Yeah but that″ she pointed over to him. “Is a fucking beautiful specimen of a man he has to be an exception no?” “No no exceptions.” “You’re crazy like seriously crazy. When was the last time you even had sex?” Her hand was on her hip now another grasped around a bottle. “Ages ago, but that’s irrelevant.” “No it isn’t!” She nearly shouted. “Give him your number, let him fuck you silly and go on your merry way. Where is he from? He don’t look like many of the others.” “Russia.” “Oh shit his Russian?! Seriously Harper, nothing ventured, nothing gained.”

"That is what I was trying to tell you, Boss. I did the search on her, and this was the result that came out of it. She is Mr. Madrigal's daughter." El Russo ran his hand down his mouth, as he turned back to Irina. Her mouth had been taped. He walked up to her and bent down to her level. Her eyes searched his in confusion. Tears glistened in them. El Russo shut his eyes and heaved a sigh. Then, he reached up to her lips and tore off the cell tape, as gently as he could. His hands shook visibly when he raised them to her mouth. The same mouth he had ravaged with kisses just the night before.

The man yelled from the back of the room and that's when I knew that we're going live right now. "And we're back ladies and gentlemen! Here on today's Selina Beauty Show, we have a special guest with us. Let's give a wonderful round of applause to Miss Shay Falcon everybody! A.K.A San Francisco's Golden Girl!" The crowd starts to applaud in an excited way and I flashed a smile at the camera being rolled nearby. "Welcome Shay, how you feeling?" Selina asked me with a smile. "I'm good, thank you for having me."

He places his hand inside his left jacket, taking out his reading glasses and placing them back on his face. He makes his way inside the building towards his dorm. At the entrance to his stairway awaits his childhood friend Brandon. A young boy who is the total opposite of his. Brandon is known by most people. He's popular and outgoing. Dark brown hair and toned fair-skinned, with a sculpted body he likes to show off. Although Russell is in better shape than he is, and could probably kick his ass in an instant. But no one knows of Russell's hidden talent and a favorite hobby of illegal underground cage fighting.

It was divine; I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, every sip took me closer to the old Sarah, every sip made me feel like nothing had changed. But it had, everything was different. I opened my eyes. Melisa came up to me, the perpetual ray of sunshine. She had a pink margarita in her hands. So Emre had made everyone a different one. “What does yours taste like?” She asked me “It’s Pineapple, my favorite” I said, licking my lips to keep the taste on my tongue. “I don’t like pineapple much, otherwise I’d try it” she made a face that made me laugh.

I frowned and watched the same spot, there was a red dot that was blinking. They were watching us, shit. She grabbed my hand and wrote on my hand with lipstick. THIS IS HUMAN TRAFFICKING PRINCE OF GAIELIA IS HOLDING THIS. What the fuck? The kingdom of Gaielia, and Prince Felix Gaielia is the same age as Rhyker. I have no words honestly. She took a makeup remover wipe and wrote again on my hand, I wished she didn't use red lipstick though. PRINCESS GAIELIA IS INTO THIS.

BRENDA WILSON. Giordana. "Hi, I'm Brenda Wilson." I turned in the direction of the voice. A tall, slim, model-like lady stood before me. She wore a dress that had a deep v-cut neckline exposing an ample amount of cleavage, the dress was very short and barely reached her mid-thighs. Her lips were painted blood red and her eyes were smokey. Well, she was definitely beautiful but something seemed off about her. Her smile was fake.