Guilty Gucci Book Novels & Stories

Once their kiss broke abruptly, my eyes widened in fear. "So!" I exaggerated, "Eric! How was Sydney!?" I saw the three of them freeze as if statues upon my echoing voice. "It was fabulous," Callista answered, "That reminds me, I got you something." Callista began going to her bag, on a clear path, to see them. "Let me get that for you!" Eric remarked while rushing over to grab one of her shopping bags, which she tossed off once she arrived. Chanel. My eyes widened as Callista presented me with a black lamb-quilted Gucci clutch with a detachable gold and diamond chain. The artistry of the handstitched lambskin and the silk inside was breathtaking. This purse alone cost more than ten thousand

"Well I read but not all the time due to my busy schedules. I do have some favorites" "Recommend one then." Jax went to a shelf and brought out a book which he gave to Ricciardo. "The Villain's redemption by Winwrite." Ricciardo read out the title. "Yes, it's a great book." "What is it about?" "It's about a villain who did a lot of bad things due to his misunderstandings. But he realized his mistake, changed his ways and had a good life." Jax informed him. "It's a nice plot, why do you like it though?" Ricciardo asked.

At Alpha Richard's office -"Alpha Richard, I want you to give me the dossier with the allegations against Alpha Alexander" -"Here you are Counselor" Alpha Richard said and gave him a black dossier that was on his desk. The Counselor took the dossier, sat on one of the armchairs and started revising it. Alpha Richard seemed stressed and anxious. He knew that his clues weren't enough to condemn Alexander or even imprison him. -"Tell the guards to send us the Guest book." -"The Guest book?" Alpha Richard asked looking at him with wide eyes. -"Yes the guest book. Don't you keep a book with the entrances of other pack members?" asked the Counselor with scrutinizing eyes.

[Current guilt: 83%. I lifted my gaze and caught a flicker of reluctance and pain in Jonathan's eyes. So that was it. The more miserable I was, the guiltier he felt. If that was all it took to get me out of here and back home, then I would play along. But after that, the guilt stopped rising. I had to wait three years before Charlotte finally showed up in person. The first time she came to see me, she brought a grand gift. I was already half-dead, and she pushed me down a flight of stairs.

Even the officers frowned as they looked at me. "We've already checked your flight records," one of them said. "They show you went to Avalon City early yesterday morning. "The crime happened at nine last night. "How do you plan to rule out your involvement?"

She signed hundreds of books at glamorous events, posing for photos with fans who eagerly devoured every scandalous page. "Wife of fashion mogul Jax Romano, Emilia Romano releases her explosive debut novel. If you're in for hot and spicy, this new release is definitely for you…" The morning news anchor leaned toward the camera with a grin as video of Emilia posing with her book Guilty Pleasure played on screens across the country. "Sources say the book is inspired by the glamorous and scandalous world of high society and power." "Early readers are calling Guilty Pleasure an addictive ride through hidden desire, wild fantasies, and raw pleasure. One reviewer said it's 'the kind of book that l

NANCY'S POV I was very aware that Zade was likely watching this. Watching me read something that was clearly affecting me. Part of me should probably be embarrassed. The other part—the part that had woken up this morning—found it thrilling. I kept turning the pages, slower now, letting the words sink in like warm honey dripping down my spine. The bodyguard had the heroine pinned against the heavy oak desk in his office, one big hand fisted in her hair, the other yanking her skirt up around her waist. No time for panties—he just hooked them aside with two thick fingers and thrust into her in one brutal stroke. The book described it so raw: the wet slap of skin, her choked gasp, the way her na

Sarah closed her eyes; she was already guilty of not calling and apologizing. She got out of the car and followed him to a fancy restaurant. She was living the life; the previous night she was in a luxurious hotel room with a rich CEO, and in the morning she was with another rich CEO having an expensive breakfast. Or was she just officially a slut? "Order, please, anything that you want," George smiled. "Just coffee, please," she replied. George chuckled. "I will order for you," he offered and ordered. Sarah could only stare at him; something that he said had caught her attention, so she asked.

( I am so sorry you guys I've never written smut before😭omg I'm sorry🙁) Luciano's POV : It was now the afternoon and Gabriella's still home with me. We were sitting down on the couch eating, well more like she ate and I watched and admired. I don't deserve her, we've been through so much and I know that a lot of people would have been worried about staying. It was all worth it because after all of that...after all of that and I have her. It first started with a little bet with my friends and now I have her. For real with no games. Everything I said to her, every little line that I said in the bathroom was true. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. I didn't think that my h

Zurich was supposed to be neutral ground, a city of old money and colder hearts where empires rose and fell without dirtying the marble floors. Cedric and Gianni moved through its clean streets like ghosts, both armed under their coats, both wearing bulletproof vests that felt too tight against their ribs. They knew this trip was likely a one-way ticket. The bank was old, its floors polished marble, staffed by silent men in tailored suits who asked no questions and remembered every face that walked through the doors.