Romans & histoires I Stole The Male Lead's First Night

the man snickers behind me just as I spot a thin type of log, the end wasn’t too sharp but with force, I knew it would fully take this scum down. I reach over and take the heavy wood in my hand; I didn’t have time to really produce a game plan before I feel him lunge at me once again. I turn around, the sharp piece of the log facing away from me but towards him. I push it forward with as much force as I could, but him throwing his weight at me also helped. The log went straight into his chest further than I thought it would. Instantly, he freezes in place just staring down at me whilst I looked up at him, he moves his head to take a look down to his chest. The log from the pile now sitting r

Fear and anger churned inside me. “You realize this is my life you’re putting on the line, how can you shrug like it is nothing?” Scary man glared at me; his face unreadable. “This is the first job description, there is a second,” he said, “You’ll work as a s*x relieve for my boys, every night Monday to Monday, until you pay off every dime of the ten million dollars you stole from me!” “Ten…?!” My voice failed before the full words could come out. “Lori stole ten…”

“He confronts them head-on. And this isn’t just about pride, Castiel. There’s history here—personal history.” I frowned, my mind racing. “What kind of history?” Stephan hesitated, his eyes flicking toward the pool as if debating how much to tell me. Finally, he said, “This man—this leader of the Cosa Nostra—he’s the one who stole Damien’s first love away from him.” The words hit me like a slap, and for a moment, I couldn’t speak. Damien’s first love. The one who came before me. Gabriel… The silence stretched between us until I finally found my voice. “Stole? How?”

“Do you know what this fool did? He demolished her home. He made my little girl homeless.” Oh shit. Now I'm dead meat. “Dad, that’s not the true story. There's a reason for his actions," Elara interjects, trying to keep the peace. But Damien’s face darkens. "Homeless? After chasing her down like a thief?" Damien mutters, shooting me a deadly glare. “What do you mean?” Antonio asks, glancing between Elara and me. Damien sighs. “I just asked him, and he told me the truth here—which is that she stole his wallet… because he did something to her. I'm sure now that it's the demolition."

I wanted him more every damn day, and I knew he wanted me just as badly, maybe even more. After our perfect date, we went to bed. I laid in Storm’s arms thinking about what would happen next. Even though I still planned on escaping, I wanted my first time to be with Storm. I wanted to give him that. I trusted him, and I knew he’d never hurt me. Too bad, I would have to hurt him soon by leaving. The next morning, Storm left for work, and I texted Eve. We met up for a late breakfast, and I was fucking nervous to talk to her.

Jade slowly led the person to the bed and pushed her on the bed full of roses, and unlike how he had expected the girl to bounce on the bed with her hair flowing covering the bed as he watches he was surprised to see a short haired guy fall on the bed, and out of shock Jade immediately ran to the switch to switch it on, only to find someone he knows on the bed, feeling helpless before him, his eyes could barely open, he was twitching on the bed as he murmured something incoherently. Jade wanted to leave immediately, this was not what he came here for, he wanted a girl, how comes the very first guy who had taken his first night was the same guy who had pulled him in to this room, this was muc

She had been captivated by his werewolf Alpha father, Austin Rodriguez, back then. Now, he too was entangled with a human woman. Fate is just so wonderful! He first went to the guest room, finding that the bed was untouched. Somewhat impatient, he searched room by room until he found the sleeping woman in the home theater. She removed her makeup, revealing her naturally clean and radiant skin. With a delicate charm, her rosy lips slightly parted with each breath, and her feet were tucked under the blanket, causing a subtle reaction in the man's throat.

Lisa rolled her eyes at her best friend's dramatic act. "So much money!" Karen pretended not to see her as she continued looking through the bags. At one point, she stopped, staring straight at Lisa. Knowing that another one of those strange thoughts was going through her head, Lisa sighed. "What?" "You know, in the novels I read, this is how it actually begins." Karen leaned forward, saying. "First, the billionaire meets the poor girl, and there's either an instant attraction, or they become enemies on first sight." "Poor girl?" Lisa raised her brow, and Karen coughed.

I love my wife, but I'm pretty sure she's going to stress me into an early grave. "Your mother created a distraction, Sir," my lead guard, Jake, apologizes over the phone, not making excuses as much as stating facts. "Mrs. Suzanna Steele arrived late last night along with a young man she called Sasha. The next morning, while your mother and Ms. Devaroux kept me distracted searching for a false threat, your wife and this young man escaped." Cordelia has always been sneaky when she needs to be, and until this point, he had been very good at keeping her from falling into mischief.