Novel & Cerita Is Rival Darling Spicy

His lips didn’t pucker, no flinching, no sweating—none of the usual human reactions to extreme spiciness. “Is he… a robot?” Jeslyn muttered under her breath. “Mmm,” Leonel hummed with a nod. “Interesting. There's a spicy kick to it. New experiment?” Jeslyn’s eyes widened. What?! He likes it?! “Uh… yeah,” she answered quickly, almost reflexively. “It’s… a new variant. Hellfire Lava Dessert.” Leonel smirked. “Nice name. Fits a woman like you.” “A woman like me?” Jeslyn raised a brow.

he said, his eyes cutting into mine like he wanted to pull something out of me. I smirked back, lifting my bottle. “Enjoying the peace while it lasts.” His jaw ticked, just for a second, before he leaned back and took another long drink. The table roared again when Marco suggested another round. The bartender slid a tray of shots our way, and hands darted out to grab them. Ryan took his, still with the bottle in hand, and raised the glass in my direction. What was he doing? Was he drunk? “To rivals,” he said, his voice sharp enough that only I really caught the bite behind the toast.

He freed his thick cock and guided me down onto it in one smooth motion. “Ride me slow,” he ordered, voice rough. “I want to feel every inch while we’re surrounded by these millions.” I rocked on him deeply, the wet sounds of our connection echoing softly in the empty gallery. Damien’s hands gripped my ass, guiding my movements while he kissed and bit my neck. “Look around,” he growled. “Tschabalala Self’s bodies, Doron Langberg’s intimacy, Jordan Casteel’s gaze… and here you are, my sweet forbidden girl, fucking Daddy in the middle of it all.”

Sebastian's POV I sat in the back of my Aston Martin, scrolling through my tablet for the daily hand exercise game I did when I was stressed out. It was the most peaceful thing right now. The numbers and patterns kept my mind occupied. Kept me from thinking about things I didn't want to think about. I didn't involve myself in matters involving rivals. Dominic had been my rival since college. After what caused the accident of the Rossis, it separated the business deals between our families. Generational rivals. That's all we were supposed to be.

His face was a thundercloud, his eyes burning with rage. "Are you that desperate?" he roared, his voice dripping with scorn. "Willing to sell yourself to a rival Alpha just for a title?" Before I could answer, Damien took a step forward. A wave of raw power exploded from him—a crushing Alpha aura that slammed into Killian's warriors, making them stagger back and flinch. "She is anything but desperate," Damien's voice was a low growl that promised violence. "She is the new Lead Beta of the Ironfang Pack. And she is my equal."

His face was all emotionless as he stared at me with nothing but disgusting, loathing, and hatred. My heart squeezed. I opened my mouth, desperate to say something, anything, but before I could, the voice of the MC boomed through the hall. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the special event that will shake the whole city of manchester…” The crowd erupted in mad cheers, while others murmured in confusion. “I guess it's time for the proposed competition, see you there, My Rival” Andrian said before going away with the woman beside him. Her distant laughter rang like the horn of hell to my ears.

She perfected her makeup and styled her hair until she barely recognized herself in the mirror. When a car horn sounded, she peeked through the window. There it was: a sleek black Bugatti. And Austin, waiting by the passenger door in a tailored suit that complimented his frame. He looked up, caught her gaze, and smiled. Damn him. That smile could make anyone believe in dreams. Racheal slipped into the dress and stepped outside, her heels clicking softly against the pavement. Austin’s eyes widened. He couldn’t tear them away from her—the dress, the slit that teased just above her thigh, the way her curves flowed like poetry.

She didn’t even give a damn about the fact that my men were behind me. If anything, I know she’d go for my head given the chance. It was amusing. And also annoying as hell. Amara had been my rival for as long as I could remember. It dated as far back as when we were kids. It wasn’t just an individual rivalry though. This was a family rivalry. The Vitales and the DeLaurentis’ had been at each other’s necks for decades. Our rivalry was something born as a result of it. Even now that I’d taken then position of Don, it didn’t mean things would end just yet. I hated her and she hated me just at much. I hated her father Viktor and the rest of her brothers. Nothing could dissolve or change that. Th

The second course arrived; roasted duck, green vegetable salad and a carrot sauce. I immediately concentrated on my food while Joseph continued his narration “Our companies were rivals but we agreed to one together to promote a product that was on then. We thought that a joint product would record groundbreaking sales and decided to work together for it. I and Felicity were partners and spent a lot of time together and before I knew it..” he held my hand and stared at me. “ … I had already fallen in love.”

They'll definitely be even stronger this year! [Wow, they're top students from an elite high school! They carry themselves so differently!] When Connor and I entered, the camera swung toward us. The livestream exploded, and the comments went wild. [What the hell?! Why are they here?!] [AHHHHHHHHHH! It's Anita Rivers and Connor Thompson! The joint champions from two competitions ago!] [Excuse me, but who are they?] [You must be new. Two competitions ago, these two destroyed the leaderboard! They took joint first by a huge margin and finished hundreds of points above the second runner-up!]