Novel & Cerita Golden Freddy Standing Up

She sent a quick text, abruptly going offline. Silly girl! ●⁠●⁠●⁠● “Etha!!! Etha!!!” Freddie came climbing down the stairs in his tee and shorts, calling out to my name repeatedly. What is it? Why scream my name like I've gone missing or something? Am I baby? His little daughter? He left the staircase to walk towards me, who was no longer seated but had risen to my feet. “What is it? Why call out to my name so loudly?” I crossed my arms, giving him a hard stare.

I change into my slippers, walk up to him, and turn around in front of him to show how beautiful I am in this dress. I hope he can feel better with me acting so flatteringly. “I’ve never worn such an expensive dress and high heels. I didn't even see ruby with my own eyes before. " Freddy sneers. " Pathetic woman." After uttering these words with his thin lips, he enters the elevator before I say anything to reply. I stare at the elevator doors closing. I am stunned. "Freddy is a total bastard. I worked hard to make him less unhappy and tried to be friends with him initially, but he is such a bitch."

Chapter 67: Pit of Screams ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 28 - 2027 ║ ║ Sunday║ Third Day of Olympia's Cup║ As the gong signaling the start of the third day of the games sounded, echoing off the damp stone walls and chilling us to our cores, I glanced at my teammates. Serene's jaw was set in grim determination, her voice low and gravelly as she muttered under her breath, "We can do this again, girls..." She stood rigid, feet planted firmly on the ground, hands balling into fists at her sides as she waited for the door to open.

’ She joked before turning serious. ‘Thank you, this has helped a little.’ I nodded. ‘Hold on!!! Were you thinking about popping your cherry with Ryder!!! I think that would hopefully be a big fat yes! We so need to do that!’ She screamed in my head with so much excitement. ‘Hold your horses, you’re such a horny wolf! I thought about it but I don’t think I’m ready for that yet.’ I said shyly, suddenly cutting off the link as Ryder walked in the room in some very low-cut trousers which just about reached his V but all of his muscles on his chest were on show and I nearly did start drooling, Sapphire was howling with joy in my head at the sight causing me to blush more.

I chuckled, more to ease the way I felt than because I found his words funny, “Well, there's something I didn't know.” I said with dripping sarcasm, “Anything else you want to tell me, Mr. Montgomery?” I pulled out my phone to check if I had any new messages, and when I looked up again, my brain short-circuited, and my mouth went dry. Freddy was standing and unbuttoning his shirt. He pulled it off to reveal a body that belonged to a god. My eyes ran down his chest, his biceps, his shoulder muscles that flexed in ways I found obscene as he pulled off his shirt.

Freddie responded with equal ferocity, thrusting his hips slightly, groaning deep. Meanwhile, April’s face twisted, and her jaw clenched slightly as she tried to look away, but just couldn’t. Freddie, on the other hand, couldn’t get enough of Cindy. He gripped her by the waist, lifting her slightly before twisting her around until her ass pressed back against him. Cindy’s head fell back, a raw cry ripping from her throat.

FREYA'S POV I was halfway through the quarterly projections when Lucy burst into my office with an energy that made me finally look up. “Freya! You’re not going to believe this—” She bounced in on one foot, her eyes sparkling. “Gerald’s setting up a shareholders’ party. It’s going to be a thank-you gala—cocktails, light hors d’oeuvres, the whole nine yards. You know… to show appreciation for everyone’s support this year.”

Era had moved exactly as he had wanted. The room seemed to warm up, radiating an air of triumph from every corner. Freddy rose from his chair and walked to the large window that framed the dark night sky. He slipped both hands into his pants pockets while his eyes stared far ahead, brimming with confidence. Freddy had won the first stage of the game. The euphoria filled him with a passionate burst of energy. The situation was now completely under his control. Still, Freddy reminded himself not to act recklessly. He didn't want his elation to backfire and ruin the grand plan he had meticulously crafted. This small victory was just the beginning, and he knew all too well that even the smallest

until I looked at him and saw his mischievous smirk, the dark glint in his eyes as he rubbed his palms together. Uh-oh. I glanced at Dylan his eyes were cold and fixed on Freddie, his expression unreadable. "I've got just one request," Freddie drawled, grinning. "An easy one at that-" "Yes? What is it?" Dylan cut in, sounding slightly impatient. "Give Dylan a lap dance," Freddie said. My eyes widened instantly. My jaw hit the floor. "WHAT?!" I gasped, utterly gobsmacked. "Yes! He's your husband. Makes it even easier," Gwen chimed in, grinning like a lunatic.

Spring asks, tossing her jacket to the floor as she sits down on the mattress. Without warning, Freddie grabs her by the hair, yanking her head back roughly. “Shut the fuck up, bitch!” he snarls. “Why are you always nagging me about money? Once my streaming career takes off, you’ll be swimming in drugs. So quit whining!” He slaps her across the face, hard, before lighting a cigarette and shoving the white substance in his mouth from the shopping bags she brought and turning his attention to a video game.