Hot Topic Sweet Society の小説・ストーリー

Hi everyone, this is the first chapter of His Sweet Possession . It would be really interesting in the upcoming chapters. Hope you all enjoy it and make sure to give me feedback, and please do vote.😄 Have a great time reading 📚!!! ﾟ･｡+☆+｡･ﾟ･｡+☆+｡･ﾟ･｡+☆+｡･ﾟ･｡+☆+｡･ﾟ･+☆+｡･ﾟ･｡

he chuckled at her jealousy and punched her cheek playfully. “I haven't finished…. They recommend a lot of patients to me, who can’t conceive a baby even though they are completely normal, physical wise. Most of the time, society’s pressure to have a baby is the underlying cause of them failing at conceiving. Sex is an obligation for them. They don’t enjoy that moment they're together. Now, you know I had sex before, and I know how enjoyable that can be. I want that experience for you too…understand?” Sarah nodded slowly, half heartedly.

I highly doubt that. As soon as we reached the penthouse I saw mom standing in the living room. She walked towards me and hugged me tightly. “How are you my sweet little girl” Suzie came in too and heard mom. “Yeah, your sweet little girl got herself pregnant with a mafia’s child” she was always annoyed when mom called me her sweet little girl. “Don’t talk nonsense, Suzie. She’s your sister; not to mention twin.” Mom scolded her and we all entered the living room. Mom made me sit on the couch and went into the kitchen. She made tea for us all and we had our loveliest family get-together of all time.

Everyone’s divided into camps: the gawkers who treat the Langstons’ downfall like entertainment, and the loyalists who defend them like knights circling a wounded king. The queen bee, Sloane, is loudest among the loyalists. “This is garbage. Fake news. My dad says the Langstons are untouchable. This’ll blow over by the weekend.” Maybe she’s right. Maybe not. But her voice trembles just enough to betray the fear she’s trying to hide. I take my usual spot near the edges, unpacking my lunch with steady hands I don’t really feel. My phone buzzes with updates, but I don’t check it. Not yet. Not where anyone can see.

He answered, instantly. Aleeza has always been a fan of partying and social life rather than sending her day in the comfort of warm bedsheets she prefer to waste her energy dancing on the wild songs. In short, she has always been a social butterfly. So, there is no doubt that it would be her idea. "She is such a sweet woman." Mason entered my room lost in his own thoughts mumbling to himself. Who the fuck is he talking about? "That Iris girl," Mason said, informing us about the girl he is talking about.

Until Michael took her to bed and showed her she was capable of passion, which she had never imagined she possessed. Despite the apparent discomfort, Estel exited the couch and started pacing the room while holding her tummy in her arms. She secretly desired to be one of the women he had described, perhaps a bit too fervently. It was acceptable to act modestly in public and still have urges that could be indulged in private with a spicy novel and a night beneath the covers. In truth, it was a sensible approach to dealing with the fallibility of human beings. No one would ever suggest that individuals put their fantasies into action. Society as a whole would fall apart if that happened.

Honey and Gerald were not going to the Bahamas, but to the so-called popular elite party that Gerald had been raving about for months, and now that they had been personally invited by one of his business partners, he had decided to invite his girlfriend. He smirked as he watched as the host of the party glided down the stairs to his girlfriend, tied up-half naked and drugged up with the red substance the rich and powerful had been talking about, and yes, he did feel like he was on cloud nine. This "red happy pill" was a new product on the market. One of the masked females dressed beside him in an unusual vampire costume licked his ears and murmured sweet nothing. Gerald moaned as he forgot a

Red has won rewards but it was never collected by him, always by Denver. Its currently Friday and we were told to leave early as preparations for the annual business dance. I hated the dance. It was where all businesses come together and discuss business and it bored me to death. "So, we need to go to the club after the Dance," Sweet said. We were all standing by her desk. Since we were all in top positions coming to the top floor was nothing now. Sweet is the slowest in the group and since she wanted to go dress shopping we had to wait for her.

His seduction was working and she felt her control slipping away. "Ooh," her eyes shuttered close and she let out a soft moan when he started nipping on her sweet spot, biting and sucking. The sweet pain shot from the spot, spreading down to her core like a wildfire. "My Sweet Bella," he whispered hotly in his sonorous husky voice, causing a swirl of tingles to unfurl in her stomach. " Only mine," his hot heavy tongue danced erotically over the bite of ownership he just gave her. Her breathing deepened and her heart started racing.