His Rui Novels & Stories

As politely as he could muster, he denied his dadi's command. (dado, you're right on your place, but I'm not ready to take her responsibility, and as far as I know, Noor is also not ready, so let me complete this current project, then we will see). Though the idea of rukhsati was appealing, very much appealing, him on top of her, taking his rights, thrusting deep inside her, fucking her senseless, hard and raw that she couldn't walk for days, her, moaning under him. Making her his in all senses.

Instead he said quietly, “Because once you know the truth… you will not be able to hate the right person.” That evening Richard Hargrove returned unexpectedly. I watched from upstairs as he handed Victor a sealed envelope. Victor opened it. His face lost all color. Richard said only one sentence before leaving: “It is time. She knows far more than we planned.” Victor slowly looked up toward the staircase. I was standing there. Our eyes met. He realized the secrets were beginning to unravel. (Word count: 682) Expanded version: --- **Chapter Fifteen: Morning After the Storm**

In this timeline, I was stalking an engagement party like a predator waiting for a deer to stray from the herd. Then, the variable moved. King Voltage. Ruler of the North. He stood up from his seat beside Irene. He was a tall man, broad, with electric blue eyes. He wore a tuxedo that cost more than most Pack houses. He turned to Irene, saying something that made the crowd laugh politely. Irene didn’t smile. She didn’t even blink. Voltage didn’t like that. I saw his jaw tighten. He reached out, his hand sliding around her waist, pulling her possessively against his side. He leaned in, whispering something in her ear that made her flinch.

Matt served himself with the same controlled efficiency, and for a moment, we sat in tense silence. I cut into the first ravioli, steam rising from the tender pasta. The first bite was—damn it—exactly as good as it looked. Better, even. The pasta practically melted on my tongue, giving way to sweet, buttery lobster. The brown butter sauce was rich and nutty, the crisp sage adding the perfect earthy note. Before I could stop myself, a soft moan escaped my throat. I froze, fork halfway to my mouth for a second bite, heat flooding my face as I realized what I’d just done.

She sipped on her whiskey, that she grew to appreciate the taste of. The elevator doors opened, making them both look up at the man walking in. His white shirt was dirty and stained. His knuckles bloody and his hair soaked with sweat and rain. Sage stood up from beside Athena and ran up to him. But Giovanni did not look at him, he was not expecting either of them to be there, his eyes looked at them both before looking back at Elvio.

Mr Rui tells them his thought . " I wonder .... I want to follow him back to Sichuan town and look at him more . I heard he is only fourteen this year. Looking at his figures and his posture , he had a martial art foundation . I wonder how was his fighting skills ." Mr Leng Hui ,the left prime minister said curiously . " Well .... let's go together then . I wants to know either the Sichuan magistrate reports the truth or he was just making it up. " Mr Rui said softly.

Sister Rui? Yes, the person in front of you is Sister Rui. I never expected to meet this guy here. Sister Rui glanced up and down at Kristen Oliver and then held out her hand. 'Miss Healey, hope that you are well!' Kristen Oliver quickly adjusted her shocked mood and held out her hand to shake hands. 'Rui Jie.' The two men shook hands, as if they had a contest first. Rui Jie painted exquisite makeup, coupled with expensive fur and powerful gas field, which made people look askance and realize that this person's identity is not simple.

From a young age, Rui liked to do that. "What's strange Rui?" asked Hayle frowning. For now the word strange was worrying for Hayle. "Yes, when I was at one of the eateries near here. There was an old woman who said that I looked like a man. She said that the man was looking for his daughter and wife, because of an accident he lost them. He came there several times looking for his daughter. Oh! He used to live in LA too!" Rui said with a cheerful smile. It wasn't that she wasn't sad about her brother's passing, it was just that today was different.

“I want you too, Rui. So much.” Our kiss was slow and deep, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Rui’s hands roamed over my body, tracing the curves of my waist and hips. Rui broke away from our kiss, his eyes locked onto mine. “I want to taste you,” he whispered. I nodded, my breath hitching in my throat. Rui unzipped my jeans, his fingers trailing over my skin as he slowly pulled them down. I was left in nothing but my lace bra and thong.

He asked sceptically. She flung her hair to the back and nodded, "Sit tight handsome, and I'll be done in a few." Zhi Rou walked past him into the open kitchen. Yuan Rui watched her walk over and couldn't help but think her butt that was out was calling him. Jiang Hui Yin didn't have a body like hers and was straight all-around with breast implants that he paid for. Zhi Rou in front of him was a beauty with everything.