Gwen And Peter Novels & Stories

“I wonder how Gwen is doing now—” “She’s already living in Ford Mansion. What else does she want? Anyway, it’s just a marriage license. She’ll get it in a year!” Mr. Cohen cut his wife off impatiently, “Don’t talk about this anymore. Gwen will figure it out herself eventually.” Mrs. Cohen could only sigh. At the same time, in Guinevere’s room. Guinevere closed the door as soon as she returned to her room. She leaned against the wall with her eyes closed. After a long time, she suddenly opened her eyes… revealing her scarily bloodshot orbs.

I winked at him before straightening up. " You're not the only one," he assured her, "I also found out some interesting things about you yesterday.” " Like what? " I felt our conversation take a dangerous turn, but I couldn't help asking. Peter watched me for a moment before he spoke again " I just wanted to thank you for helping me with all this. I hope you like chocolate.” " Are you using food to thank me, Peter? " I sneered, "You're on the right track.” " Gavin Stewart was here this morning," he commented, "Our immigration interview has been scheduled for next week.”

“Of course I’m worried. You and William are never going to happen. I know him better than anyone.” “He’s single. I’m single. What’s wrong with liking him?” Gwen said it half-jokingly, keeping a straight face. “I have the right to like whoever I want. No one can take that away from me.” “You haven’t changed a bit since we were kids! Always so stubborn!” Seeing that Gwen wasn’t listening and had already turned to walk away, Wilson followed behind her, muttering nonstop under his breath. * That night, the desert wind picked up, rustling the tents until they swayed and flapped.

DYLAN "But you've been cheating on me as well," Gwen said, cupping my cheeks with her warm hands. "We've both been cheating on each other, which makes us even." I put my hands on top of Gwen's and slid them off my face. "We're even, yes, but also officially done. I want this to be fair for the two of us. I don't want to break your heart. Deep down, you know you don't love me either. It's simply an obsession."

He pulled out his phone and showed me an image on his phone. Gwen was seated in a park with two strollers. She had company, and I recognized him as the same man from earlier today. "I know where she lives and I have a plan," he said with a sly smile on his face.

"No, I fell in PE class. Anthony felt worse than me." "Hey, " Elisa intimated with him for a while, then took her little hand and walked to the kitchen. “There is a week's holiday starting from today. Do you have any arrangements and plans? " Elisa asked "The day after tomorrow Gwen gets married, we are going to attend the wedding together." "Ah? Who is she with?" Elisa looked at William with a dazed expression. Gwen is getting married?! She didn't know anything before. "Daniel Burton."

Gwen’s bedroom smells like vanilla candles and the faint citrus of her perfume. We’re sprawled on her bed like we used to when we were sixteen—legs tangled under a throw blanket, fairy lights glowing soft above the headboard. Snow has started again outside, tapping the window like impatient fingers. Gwen’s propped on pillows, phone in hand, scrolling through old photos of CK while she talks a mile a minute.

Dominic said, feeling sorry because his wife still looked very sleepy. "No, I'd rather explore your house." Gwen got up from her seat and walked towards the left side of the house. The large private swimming pool of the Cartwright family caught her attention. Gwen sat by the pool, dipping her feet into the water. Dominic approached her and sat next to her. "Why are you following me everywhere?" Gwen chirped. "I'm kindly offering my busy time for you, in case you have any questions," Dominic replied. Gwen chuckled at her husband's words. "Don't be so full of yourself, Mr. Dominic. There are plenty of people here I can ask. Don't think you're the only one I need," Gwen ranted.

I soon heard their car leave, I heaved out a sigh. Did Gwen say anything to them? Or alert anybody or tell her friends, no she wouldn't. I will just wait for her to come back and question her then find a way to contact Tomas, My second hand man. I need to get over this sh*t as soon as possible, The children of ruins are getting comfortable. And I swear, I will make sure to fuck them up once I return. I fisted my hands. † † † I waited patiently for Gwen to come through the door after she closed up the bakery. She had changed her clothes from earlier, “Hey” she said as she entered.

“He will come around after seeing the stress you will pass through “ Miss yen said for Gwen to nod. She sat down on her bed sighing as she wished deep down, she is carrying Aaron McNair child not an unknown injected sperm. She don’t know why she desperately wants Aaron but from the day she saw him at their family dinner, she wanted everything about him. His cold aura, the intimidating presence, his well carved jawline and his beautiful thick lips. Gwen blush as she imagined Aaron dark brown eyes starring into her own, she could remember when she stripped him off and his beautiful masculine body was so warm and soft. His member was big enough only if it rises that day she would have had the b