Hot Topic Sweet Society Novels & Stories

"Ah, but I have thought of that. James mentioned your concern for scandal, and I believe we may have come up with a delightful solution. Haven't we, Pembroke?" "I believe so." James glanced toward Audrey. "Ambrose Worthing, a friend of mine, was once able to enlist the aid of Lady Society. It is my hope to do the same." Gillian saw Audrey suddenly stiffen. "Lady Society?" Cedric chuckled. "You'd be better off making a deal with the devil. You'll be up to your neck in trouble with that woman, whoever she is." "I don't think so," James said. "Lady Society is quite clever and has always championed matters of the heart, especially those that fly in the face of convention. She reminds her readers

Leaning in close, she whispered, "If you pay another 2,000 dollars, my best friend and I will make sure you have an unforgettable night." For some reason, the photo I'd seen on social media of her and Yvonne appeared in my mind. They were smiling happily in the picture, their tight dance outfits outlining their perfect figures. These young women were barely old enough to join the adult world, yet here they were, trapped in the muddy quicksand of adulthood. I pushed Hermione off again and asked, "Is your best friend as pretty as you?" Thinking that I was interested, Hermione gave me a flirty look and took out her phone from her pocket. "Eager, aren't you? Aren't I enough for you?"

Just before we walked into the communal lounge I shrugged Chad’s Arm off me “I don’t want the others overthinking things. I just want to keep things between us until I am ready for more. “No problem” He grinned at me “Plain old buddies it is” As soon as I walked in I saw everyone hovering around Steve’s laptop and on the screen was girls who looked like they had been drugged, dressed in just their underwear. “What the hell is that?” I growled “This is the site that they are using to sell the girls. This is the link I found for the dark web” Steve looked up at me and I could see the pain in his eyes. “Have I received my invite to this party yet?”

Belinda and Amanda, our career women, and more and more of the younger generation see that being a career woman is much more profitable than being a socialite, especially if you were not born with money. Many socialites are getting canceled by their fans because of their behavior in public. It makes me angry to think that there are so many women out there fighting for women's rights. And those women go out and sell their bodies on the Internet as if it is nothing. I admired women who fight for themselves and do things for themselves, but not socialites who think they can make money from everything they do online. Yeah. Now, it's not the time for me to think about that. I have to save my son.

"You said you wanted us to be more than just sex partners." "Look, Axel, I know you must be thinking that I have fallen in love with you, but I can assure you that I haven’t." She let out a sigh and continued. "I know we are just sex partners, but how would people think of me?" She blew out a sharp breath. "When I came back yesterday, Eleanor told me that she was happy that you finally found love, and I told her that our relationship wasn’t like that. Guess what? She nudged me and told me that we both knew that I was not just your assistant.” She blew out a sharp breath and swallowed against her dry throat. "Axel, I couldn’t tell her that we were just sex partners."

"My husband works in another division. He has no idea. The Society keeps me sane, Adrian. It protects my career and gives me what I need. The pleasure. The control. The secrets. Do not look at me like that. I am still the same woman you grew up with. Just with… deeper, darker needs." The taboo hit me hard. My own cousin. Family. Yet the sight of her in that fitted dress sitting calmly beside Nadia made my cock throb. Nadia watched my reaction with amusement. "The Society has no taboos among consenting adults, Adrian. Bethany joined willingly three years ago. She is one of our best. Discreet, elegant and very enthusiastic once the doors close." Betsy leaned forward, her full breasts straining

“Can I see you today?” I hissed so hard. I stared at the message for a long time before replying. Layla: “ Sorry, I’m busy.” Honestly, I wasn’t busy. I just didn’t want him to think he could have me whenever he wanted. Instead, I called Thompson, a guy from my old design class who had been asking me out for weeks. He was easy to be around. He’s kind and definitely the opposite of everything Carl represented. At 2pm, we met at ‘Tribu.’ It was a small popular restaurant downtown. He ordered drinks. He asked if I was hungry but declined. We spent a few minutes chatting.

Or maybe even sweeter and more comfortable? "Awww! Someone's blushing." Anna's voice broke my imagination.

The tension at the table sharpened like a knife. Lady Sinclair’s voice sliced through the silence, cold and precise. “Vincent, may I remind you that appearances matter? You cannot just—parade an employee in front of society as though she belongs—” “She does belong,” Vincent cut in firmly. His hand found mine beneath the table, warm and steady. He turned to me, his gaze softening. “With me.” Heat rose to my cheeks. My heart pounded, not just from the weight of his words, but from the storm I could see brewing in Lady Sinclair’s eyes.

Richard: I had a very stressful day, and you know just the perfect thing to cool me off. Sugar Pie: Come to mummy. A photo followed. It was a photo of Jessica flashing her sexy boobs. Richard: This is so hot. I can’t wait to be with you tonight. I miss your body. Last time wasn’t enough. I can’t wait to have you again. My heart dropped. I couldn't continue reading as the words blurred. My hands shook. I couldn’t breathe. I already knew he was cheating. But seeing it and even reading it... It hurt more than I expected.