I M His Devious Romeo Novels & Stories

His tongue teased her hard n*pples before he covered it all with his mouth and sucked on it. Gentle moans escaped her mouth as she ran her fingers through his rich hair. Her fingers slipped into his shirt and gently clawed at his back. His every single touch around her body made her feel like she was going to lose her mind. Yet she found herself craving for more. In the blink of an eye, she had stripped him of his clothes and herself as well. His hardness pressed against her middle and she moaned softly as he teased her. Romeo was not as decent as people thought, when it was just them alone in a room with nothing but their dark desires to feed on, he was a ravaging soul. And she loved it.

He stood up with a smile on his face, then clicked his tongue as he added, "But some stories are better left buried." "What did you just say to me?” He picked up the photograph and stared at it for a minute, then said, “Jaxon Moretti.” “You knew him?” My heart throbbed in surprise as I looked at him in confusion. He nods his head, “I do. But Jaxon Mor etti is no ordinary man, Ms. Sullivan.” "What kind of a man is he, detective?" "He's the devil himself..."

"That is exactly what I want." I whipped my head back and shoved his chest with both hands. He didn't even stumble. He caught my wrist in a grip that crushed my bones, twisting my arm until I gasped and dropped to one knee. "Let go of me!" I spat, glaring up into his face. Romeo stared down at me, his eyes wide and completely unblinking. The calm look on his face suddenly vanished, replaced by an unsettling, hollow stare. "You have her eyes," he whispered, his fingers tightening on my skin until my wrist went numb. "It's sickening. You have her exact eyes."

" I - " "Answer my question!" I snapped at him. I didn't know why I was bent on hearing his answer, even though my heart was beating so fast and my palms were already sweaty. I knew his answer could make me relieved or shed tears. Romeo nodded his head."I slept with her but - " I shook my head in disgust, my lips were trembling badly. I swallowed hard."You are nothing but a useless dickhead who can't control his dick. Male whore." I insulted him.

Dexter wished and went back to lie on the bare floor. He tried forcing himself to sleep, but it wasn't just working. He often finds his eyes widened at every attempt to shut them. _______ Romeo sneaked back to his office after a narrow escape. Now he's certain that Rhoda still has issues with him. At some point, he thought that she would be ready to make peace with him. "Now I know who my real enemies are. Rhoda is a mother fucking hypocrite. I have got to be careful next time," he advised himself after clearing his desk.

The more I stared at his cocky smile, the more it stirred me. “I love sluts like you. I shut them up in bed.” With that, my hand flew to his cheek, planting a resounding slap. That did not satisfy me, but I restrained myself when the door squeaked open. Lazza stepped in. His icy stare shifted from the dick-ass beside me and back to me. I wondered what he saw, and if he knew that this so-called Romeo deserved the slap. “Well, wow.” Romeo chuckled. “Isn’t it amazing that a filthy whore can slap me?” He walked towards Lazza, whose gaze remained fixed on mine. “I would like to have her and teach her some manners.”

I can't imagine the way he was behaving like an imbecile, so weak, all he knows and he's good at is nothing but dishonesty, he's so corrupt. He dropped me where my car was parked and drove off, he tried giving me money but I rejected it, I don't need his money. After he has driven away, I entered my car and drove to the hotel too. Romeo p.o.v. I think my maid isn't comfortable with going to the club with me, why would I invite her in the first place? Whatever I will let go of both her and the mysterious girl, I don't want them again I want the old Romeo back but why can't I get it back?.

' Romeo deserved every hateful word Diego threw at him. "Do you want an ice cream?" A tiny voice snapped him back to reality. He lifted his head only to see a familiar young boy staring at him. Romeo chuckled and took the ice cream from him. "I'm glad you didn't say no like the adult I asked yesterday," the boy said and went to sit beside him. Romeo only kept quiet. "You're Mr. Devil's father, right?" Romeo shifted his gaze back to the boy, finally recognizing him.

Devi walked toward her, ignoring the jealousy radiating off Enzo. He stopped inches from Cali, his shadow swallowing her whole. He reached out and tucked a stray lock of her hair behind her ear, his touch a terrifyingly tender brand. "I'm never early when it comes to you, baby," he whispered. "I'm exactly where I need to be." He finally turned his gaze to Enzo. The temperature in the room seemed to drop twenty degrees. Devi's ruthless nature took over, his eyes turning into shards of black ice. "Enzo Valenti," Devi murmured, his voice conversational and deadly. "You thought Rome was neutral ground? You thought you could talk to my wife in a hotel room while I was watching the satellite feed?

"After you sanitized your hands like I was diseased!" Henry's head snaps toward Declan. Something dangerous flashes in his eyes. "You did what?" "She's lying," Declan scoffs, but there's a flicker of uncertainty in his face. "Like you lied about what happened to the last waitress you harassed?" Henry's voice is deadly quiet. "The one I had to pay off to keep quiet?" My eyes widen. So the rumors about Henry being different were true. "This isn't about me," Declan deflects. "Your fiancée is an impostor. A cheap replacement probably paid to - "