Illicit Relationship Novels & Stories

After all, it was the reason I had suffered three failed relationships with exes who only wanted model-shaped bodies. “Someone I can easily lift off the ground and twirl around,” ex-boyfriend number two had said barely six months into our relationship. So if I couldn’t get a boy to love and want me, I would content myself with fucking toys and nursing a crush on my pizza guy. My hair had come undone from the sexual exercises, I gathered it in a loose ponytail and was about to go open the door when I noticed my toys scattered on the floor. I hastily kicked them under the bed, before going to answer the door.

And to publicise the illegal gambling clubs in Italy, Russo needed Monaro to let them visit and open their club branches in Eastern Italy. A peace treaty was signed between both the families and they came to an understanding with the truce. To establish good relations with Russo family, I was offered to marry their eldest son Alantino Russo. The truce wasn't permanent and I knew it wouldn't take much efforts to break it and my father would never like it if I was the reason for breaking the truce.

This kinda rage makes one kill with no fucking hesitation. “Don't get me wrong, Father. I have nothing against your daughter. It's just that her existence in this world is wrong. She's a fucking anomaly. She was born from an illicit affair. Hearts broke because of her. She shouldn't have existed. You shouldn't have had a child with Elena, Father. It was damn wrong.” “You know I'm gonna kill you when I eventually set my eyes on you. You do know that, right?”

I felt my pulse quicken, but I didn’t look away. “My loyalty is clear, Khalid. This is business, and we’re all looking for mutual benefits.” “Ah, but relationships are business too, aren’t they?” his voice dropped, sending a faint shiver down my neck. “Some deals are much more personal.” “This deal,” I replied firmly, straightening in my chair, “is strictly professional. And I hope we keep it that way.” Khalid smiled again, this time revealing a hint of something more dangerous. “Of course, Amalia. Of course. But never underestimate the value of mixing business with pleasure.”

I thought he was the one for me and I made up my mind to do anything to have him. I was never in any relationship. Something clicks in my memory, I was in a relationship, just one. I can't exactly remember the guy but his name was Josh, it was just a simple fling anyway. I could never end up with somebody like him, he was too nerdish for my liking

"Good question. I will let you be my brother’s wife. You can have kids, you can even enjoy his money, and I won't show anyone this video... but only on one condition." When she heard the words 'on one condition', she felt like she was going to faint. Her voice was shaking. "Are you... blackmailing me?" "You can call it blackmail. Emotional blackmail. Call it whatever you want. The result is the same," he replied coldly. She swallowed hard. "Just tell me what it is you want." "I should be asking you. What is it that I want?" Megan forced herself to stay calm. She didn't want things to get any worse. She endured every insult he threw.

"They can’t… they can’t take opportunities that belong to the company for themselves. They have to… ah... avoid conflicts of interest—" I pumped my fingers in and out slowly as my thumb circled her swollen clit at the same time. Her pussy made the wettest sounds every time I moved. I could feel her getting wetter to a point that she was dripping down my hand. She started squirming on my lap, grinding back against my hard cock without even realizing she was doing it. "Good girl," I praised, kissing her neck again. "You’re doing so well. Tell me what happens if they break the duty of loyalty."

A bond that strengthened through trials and tribulations. A love that laughed at impossibilities. Uthando's laughter echoed, a promise of a brighter tomorrow. Their illicit love story became a legend. A testament to love's transformative power. A reminder that true love conquers all. *Love is love, even if it is illicit Like light remains light, even in the darkness* - - - THE END “Dear beloved readers,

by his ruthless father and ruthless family. She pulls him up by the shoulders and makes him sit in front of her. She holds his face desperately. "This thing happening between us isn't normal, it's illicit..." She tells him with a nervous voice, "So you know the outcome-" "Then why does it feel so pure and vulnerable? Why do I feel like I'm doing something right for the first time?" His hand starts stroking on her bare thigh. "It's because both of us have been wronged Asher. I want to-"

If he was punishing me for rejecting his words, then it was definitely working. I wanted him badly. I felt guilty, but since we’d already done it thrice, there was no use pretending to be moral anymore. Three times, ten times, there was no difference. And the more I had him, the more I wanted him. I didn’t know how long our illicit relationship would last, but I wanted to make the most of it. How could I do that when he was clearly avoiding me? “If a man who owns a house as big as this wants me, I’d be spreading my legs too. I don’t blame you.”