Jamie Hayter Hot Novels & Stories

at something Nathaniel said. The smell of her arousal sends blood rushing straight to my cock. "Jesus," I groan quietly. I slowly begin pulling down her bikini bottom when suddenly I hear the backyard glass door open then close. "Via," there's a pause, and I hear footsteps getting closer. "What did Alexander say about the pizza?" Jesus, can he get the fuck out? "I can't, he'll hear me-" Via softly whispers, then gasps. "Jesus Christ, Mr. Everhart." I begin to kiss her clit ever so lightly, making her whimper. "Please, Mr. Montgomery."

But as soon as I saw her face, I recognized her. Arielle Hunt. Only daughter of billionaire CEO Harrison Hunt of the Hunt Group. Fans praise her because of her voluptuous body and exceptional beauty. Interesting. I scrolled down. Photos loaded one after the other. Her at a five-star hotel lounge, laughing at something off-camera, head thrown back, completely unguarded. Next she posed in a beauty spa, eyes closed, head tilted back, at ease with herself in the way people were when comfort had always come naturally to them. In another photo she was standing proudly on a yacht somewhere sunny, smiling like the whole ocean belonged to her and she already knew it.

Vincent said, "The two women in the picture are my grandmother and Aunt Irene. Aliyah is exactly like Aunt Irene, isn't she?" The picture was likely taken when Irene was sixteen or seventeen. She looks so young, beautiful, and innocent. Aliyah's face resembles Irene's ninety-nine percent, except that their hair is a different color. Their auras are also slightly different because Irene seems to be honest and gentle, and Aliyah was trained as a hunter since childhood, so she is strong, challenging, and stubborn. After looking at this picture, I can't deny that Aliyah is indeed the daughter of Alpha Dominic and Luna Irene. I don't want to accept this fact.

Only her. The world seemed to narrow instantly. Cami followed Ariana’s gaze. “Oh my God,” she shouted over the music. “What?” Ariana asked quickly, trying to stay calm. “That guy!” Ariana’s stomach flipped. Cami leaned closer. “He is ridiculously hot.” Of course she noticed. Anyone would. Cami kept staring. “Look at him,” she continued, half laughing. “He looks like he walked into the wrong building.” Ariana swallowed. Mateo hadn’t moved.

I rolled my eyes. My phone pinged, getting my attention. I turned it open and my heart dropped. Buttercup : Hey, sorry I can't make it there tonight. Hayden and Jamie are here with their 'lovers'. :( •••°°°•••

“Well…” He just chuckled and scrolled on his phone, bringing up an article and showing his screen to me. It was a picture of Arian helping me out of the car and there was another of us coming out, when he had cracked a really bad and really old Italian joke that lit up my entire face with laughter. “Wow, they’re beautiful” I said and meant it, They really were. The heading read *“Billionaire Marchetti Spotted on a date, could put most eligible bachelor already be taken?” *

Slamming the door open to his office, Madam Rose ignored Gary who’s on a call, and informed with a rugged breathing, “Darling, let’s do your plan.” *** (IlRae company, the afternoon before celebration) “You’ve done a great job in ‘silencing’ Rupert Smith, Tam. For that I thank you.” Madam Rhea stated in a formal tone towards the person who’s standing in front of her work desk. Tamwukul Kheytuyek nodded politely to his master. With a deep voice and a humble tone, the African sniper responded to her praise, “I only did what is suitable for the young master’s safety.”

Jamie opened the car door. It was warm and cozy inside, but Yara's expression carried a hint of unease. After all, she was a sensitive person, and she could sense that Jamie's extraordinary enthusiasm tonight was all for that woman named Paityn. Yara had heard about the rumors between Jamie and Paityn before, but she had never paid them much mind. She believed her youth and beauty would keep her from being overshadowed by a woman in her thirties.