Novel & Cerita If You Dare Book

The public dare stream was the most terrifying thing I had ever done. The stakes were higher than they had ever been. No more private sessions. No more Daddy. It was all or nothing. I logged on at nine o'clock, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. I was naked, except for the collar and leash. I was on my knees, waiting for the dares to start. The chat room was buzzing. "What's the dare, Kitten?" "Are you scared?" "We're going to make you do some nasty stuff tonight." The tips were pouring in, a steady, satisfying stream of income.

She adjusted herself and arched forward on the chair, staring uncomfortably at Elena as she said "Let's begin", "So Lorraine, you won the game night, so we'll start with you. Truth or dare", Elena asked "Truth", "Is your boyfriend secretly rich?" Elena went right off the bat. Immediately Lorraine became greatly uncomfortable and tried to change her pick, "Dare. I meant to say "Dare," she quickly defended

Brooke heard Beth whistle slowly, “Is that the business tycoon, the man of everyone’s dreams, Nathan Bradford?” “Man…I never thought I’d see him in person. He’s the one that runs the Short Stack Brewing Company, right? Their beers are awesome, dude.” Steve spoke. “I know. He’s like the wet dream of men and women alike. Sadly, he refuses to do relationships,” Alaina mentioned, and Brooke’s ears perked up. She’d only heard about Nathan Bradford when people gathered at a bar and talked about celebrity gossip. She was not one to read the Page 3 stuff in the newspaper so she never knew what was going on in "Celeb Town." But she knew the man by name, and she also knew that Short Stack Brewing Comp

He stated he liked being alone, but the loneliness was getting to him. What if my vehicle breaks down? But I had a fully charged cell phone in my purse, and the car wouldn't break down. The Miata was brand new and sporty, perfect for my new image. Like new clothing, new hair, new makeup, laser eye correction, new boobs—okay, Sebastian paid me well, very well, but I couldn't afford new boobs. Nonetheless, I had purchased a Wonderbra, which provided me with fantastic boo-bies. Deborah was a whole different person! I am.

ISLA'S POV The hotel suite Dare had booked was the kind of beautiful that made you feel poor just standing in it. Marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking a coastline turning gold with evening light, a walk-in wardrobe someone had already filled with clothes in my size. I hadn't asked how. I'd stopped asking how anything worked in Dare's world. I was still staring at the view when his voice came from the doorway. "There's a dinner tonight. Voss and her board. You'll come as my date."

Dinna, Dr Rashel’s father, tomorrow just to ask for Mara's file. He could already imagine the uproar the mansion would be in so he decided that instead of trying to escape it, he should face it. At least, the baby and the mother are okay, and afterall, what's the worst that can happen?

“Have you completely lost it? How could you ask such a thing?” Lily looked back at me, “It’s called a dare, Scaredy Cat!” “Precisely,” Neila Dorman cut in. “You made me flash my boobs at Mr Reitman last week, didn’t you? That poor professor almost had a coronary.” “Yeah, but that was just —” I began. “A dare? You’re right. And I did it. This is also a dare.” I swallowed, “I had rather pay up.” “Fine! $20,000,” Lily stated nonchalantly, stretching forth her hand, palm up.

I said with a wicked smile playing on my lips. I asked Nia to get me something to wear before I made my way downstairs in the outfit she got me. "Where are you going?” my Dad asked. "To pay someone to visit daddy. I'll see you later.” Nia and I got into the car and then made our way to Black Studio. I didn't picture myself going there again since Damien loved begging for Scarlett's life but I could ask him to do me a favor. We walked in and his receptionist was about to stop us before I threatened to get her fired. Damien was busy having a meeting in the boardroom and I told his secretary to let him know that I was waiting.

Like I’m something he’s trying very hard not to touch again. Bianca notices his gaze before I do. Her spine goes rigid, her smile goes cold, and she sets her fork down with the slow grace of a woman sharpening a knife. Whatever she told him or he told her must be the reason she has not announced to everyone at the lodge that I was some cheap whore. Fantastic. She clears her throat. Loudly. “So, Dolly,” Bianca says, smiling the way people do right before they stab you with a butter knife, “I heard you had… a dramatic exit from the city this week.”

LENNOX I’m going through the cash register to track the cash flow in the cafe, when all of a sudden, Nara, in all her goofiness, rushes into the office, panting like she is being chased by a leopard or whatever. I flinch when she stops by my side, trying to catch her breath. My brows pull into a frown. “Are you okay?” “I’m very much okay, but I doubt you will be.” She starts, her eyes darting to the door like if she looks away, a ghost or probably a grim reaper will walk in and snatch her soul.