Invincible Connoisseur Novels & Stories

The Decker party had helped; even without her own socials, she’d surfaced across six different feeds in that tiny gold dress. “It’s a crime to charge more than three quid for this,” Ivanis said, uncapping the Rejuvenating Hand Wash and recoiling. “It’s a crime to charge for this, full stop.” “Why did you come again?” “Because watching you fail is my cardio.” “I don’t fail.” “You fail at courting fair lady Constance.” He grinned. “As a doctor, I can tell you the way to a woman’s heart is not through her cervix.”

His eyes had these magnets which were attracting every fiber inside my body towards him. “Y-your…y-your…” A lone tear escaped my eyes with my lower lip trembling. “My what?” He rasped as his black raven eyes were dwelling inside my emerald ones as I whimpered when he clenched my hairs in a fist at the back of my neck. “Your whore.” I admitted and he smashed his lips against mine. “Let me treat you like one then.” He growled inside my mouth. * Zaroon Durani a billionaire with his roots dwelled in mafia is a reserved person who didn't like any one to enter in his personal space as his peace was all that mattered to him.

Not superheroes as we have already established but, I bet they’d raise a couple eyebrows …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. 1829 "Is he yours?" The obese, but well-dressed man inquired, glancing at the shaky figure holding a tray beside him. "Why yes Connor. Not too expensive either. Cost just 30 for that one, and 50 for this one", he said grabbing the poorly dressed woman beside him a little closer to himself, making her sigh in discomfort. "Impressive, I must say. Get me another mug of rum now" he said, without even looking at the dark-skinned male beside him.

"He's still a bit sore. Maybe we can help him out. He's trying to ignore his injury, and he's aggravated it. The concussion makes him dizzy. He almost fainted during 3rd hour the other day. I had to drive him home." "I don't think it's such a good idea for him to have a party. He's going to get worse." "He'll be all right. We'll make it easier on him." "I don't get the point of having parties so close together. He just had one." "Jack lives for parties, and no one else throws them around here. I mean Scott has the occasional one, and a couple other guys… but Jack is known for his parties, so he has one whenever he has the chance."

I accepted that I was different and I would rather live my truth than live in my head. "Here you go Ms Gails," he replied and I began reaching for my money only to be stopped as he said. "It's on the house," "Thank you," I replied and he nodded as I took down the shot grabbing the beer moving over to my seat by the window, which victor was currently sitting in. "Here you go," I announced placing it before him sitting down "Thank you, " he replied smiling "When are you heading back?" He asked "Today," "Ms Gails it can't possibly be today, the storm has already begun moving, the drive back would be too dangerous, " he replied and I frowned

He held me by the back of my neck and moved the drink closer towards me. I pushed him away. "I won't drink the water until you tell me the truth." He had a wild excited look in his eyes. "Cyanide." I wanted to faint, I felt my heart drop as he said that one word, the reality that if I had taken one sip of the drink, I'd be dead within a matter of minutes froze my heart. "You're insane!" I cried, knocking the glass out his hands, it fell to the floor, shattering and spilling its contents.

He awkwardly pulled his hand back and said in explanation, “Sorry, Diana. I didn’t mean to leave you locked here. But the chandelier fell on Violet. I panicked—” I coldly interrupted him, “You could have directed any other waiter to let me out.” Finnian averted my gaze. “How was I supposed to think of that at the moment?” I stared at him fixedly and laughed. Finnian was the CEO of a mall. He had always been known for being meticulous in business. I had lived with him for seven years, so I knew how careful and thorough he was. For him to make such an excuse meant he was either lying to me or had truly been frantic with worry.

When I got closer, Richard’s face softened, and he greeted me with that familiar warmth, though I could see a flicker of something else beneath the surface. “Selena,” he said, the nickname flowing as smoothly as the wine he was holding—a label that read Imperial Murex Reserve. I recognized it immediately; it was one of the most premium, expensive wines on the market. I glanced at Lucas, hoping he’d give me some clue about what was going on, but his expression remained guarded, unreadable. Richard signaled to Clarke and she approached extending a slip of paper toward me, ivory-colored with a gold crest embossed at the top—a formal invitation.

And just like that it’s like I’ve never left! Colton’s POV: Sitting I’m my office watching my queen at work feels great this feels right. My previous PA lasted for about a year before she thought she could get me drunk enough to sleep with her. Fired her on the spot haven’t heard from her since, good riddance! After that unfortunate event Valerie came back to help out as a personal favor to Lexie until she was ready to come back. We paid her handsomely and added more funds to her pension plan. Other than that life has been great beyond great blissful my New York Karma location broke the top 100 hottest places in the world to be and once that article hit the stands the people seemed to come f

Hearing the words that came from Conner’s mouth caused Alex Rodriguez to pale even more, and he ignored Conner. “Master Harrison, forgive me. I didn’t know she was your plus one. But sir, I’m sure you can see she is a liability. This lady is especially clumsy and even poured wine on my expensive suit,” Rodriguez said quickly. He didn't even notice Harrison's gaze turning darker as he spoke. Meanwhile, Conner looked liked he had been punched in the guts. He absolutely couldn't believe his useless ex-fianceé was together with this renowned tycoon. He couldn't even speak