Harry/pansy Novels & Stories

There was a flicker of approval with something darker and possessive. Just when she thought the evening would pass uneventfully, one of the men, a silver-haired guy with a lecherous smile, leaned in closer to her. “So, Mrs. Husley,” he said, his tone fills with amusement. “How did Victor manage to find such a beautiful wife? He usually has a hard time keeping them around.” Olivia feels a flash of anger at the way he spoke, as though she was some kind of ornament to be displayed. “I’m not sure that’s any of your business,” she replied coldly.

“Excuse me, I’m Penelope, and Mr. Harry is very serious with me. I'm not a mere bed warmer.” “Oh really?” I said, my voice low. “Well, I’d like you to know that Mr. Harry is a womanizer, and I’m here because he put something in my wife’s drink at the party last night, so he could have his way with her. You think that kind of man would settle for you? You’re mistaken.”

Anastasia gasped, her hands finding their way into his hair as she pulled him closer. Harry's hands trailed down Anastasia's body, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her panties. He could feel the warmth of her pussy, a tantalizing promise of pleasure that awaited him. Anastasia moaned, her hips arching in response to his touch. Harry's fingers found her clit, his thumb circling the sensitive bud as he slid a finger inside her.

Personality Description: Arrogant, organised, determined, reliable, seductive Family: Grace Payne (mother) Joseph Payne (father) Harold Payne (older brother) Helena Payne (younger sister) Friends: Devin Hardy, Karen Davies Harry POV My name is Harry Payne, I am the CEO of Payne enterprise. I am thirty-four years old and I don’t have time to date. Hell, I barely have time to breathe, let alone date. My work is a priority. My family expect great things from me and I comply with that. I am extremely hard-Woking and focused. I ended a serious relationship three years ago when I found that she was cheating on me with my best friend. That’s when I focused hard on growing my company.

But since Harry hadn't paid him, he may not agree. Harry bumped his fist on the table. He was close to getting it, but it was working, and it annoyed him. He had to think fast and smart. Then it clicked. He had seen a weird-ass poster on F******k about a certain spy agency, but he scrolled past it because he didn't think he was going to need it. Now he needed it more than ever.

" I met his blue eyes and turned away immediately, now there was no way he was sensing this too. "What?" I shook my head, "No one has really said so much good about my cooking" He giggled, loud enough for me to sense it. "Well guess then, they don't possess taste buds" The door opened in a 'Ding" and we proceeded outside. Before we walked further, he stopped me with an extended arm. 'Let's make sure this awkwardness doesn't get to us. I'm Harry, and I wanna be your friend" The extended arm carried so many details. Those thickening veins, tiny hairs, and folded collar sleeves. I got wet from the thought itself that I looked at his face with sternness and sighed,

Harry was very interested, staggering her body to avoid pressing her belly and lying down on her side. Stacy said, "You let go of my legs first." Harry didn't let go, "You speak first." Stacy turned his head, "You rascal, haven't your employees seen it?" "My rascal is only shown in front of my wife, they are not qualified to see it." He said righteously, and didn't think there was anything at all. Stacy, "..." "Yeah." She sighed, "You really are a layman." Harry took her hand, "You touch it."

She swept back his charcoal colored black hair and kissed his forehead, causing him to lift his head up to gaze into her light brown orbs. "Toffee", Shiv rasped out, a smirk taking over his handsome features. "This is just the beginning", HADES glorious eyes were so dark that PERSEPHONE forgot to breathe. .... How's the chapter readers? Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

I went back to hugging myself, my breast always gets into the of my self hugs. "Why would they call me, I have nothing to do with Lola", someone whispered behind me, their breath is hot on my neck. I move a bit to prevent the mouth heat from touching me and they move aswell, so close their knees were pressing into the back of mine. I turn so fast I give myself a whiplash. "Chill, Ben-Harry". Daniel Jegede. His voice why didn't I recognise it at first. "Daniel, why are you there? You weren't called". Ms. Angeline's nasal voice rang.