Jim And Pam Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Mom, Dad… Carla doesn't actually—" Damian let out a cold, mocking laugh before he could finish. There was a smug look in his eyes as he radiated the pride of a man waiting for his prize to crawl back to him. For a moment, the air stilled. Only my footsteps could be heard in the silence. With every step I took forward, the look in Damian's eyes shifted from haughty arrogance to disbelief. "Carla, you—" "I, Carla West, would like to marry Ryder Maverick!"

“He’s going to kill me,” “I should maybe stop him from seeing you.” Damian rubbed his chin. “Hanging out with a model isn't a good idea after all.” “If you do this, I might kill you for sure,” Tom said. “No one deprives me of my Ave.” he squeezed the girl’s cheeks. “Hey!” Damian slapped his hands. Heidi burst out laughing as she was enjoying so much seeing her son jealous for the first time. “You should see your face, Damian! You look so funny when you’re jealous.”

“I have to show him that I’m not trying to break your heart. After earning his trust, then he will probably let his guard down a little, and he will let me go out with you.” I push back the image of Damien fighting James that night. There’s no reason to try to convince myself that he did it for me, because he didn’t. He probably felt triggered because he saw me sort of getting cheated on, and it reminded him of the day he found Rachel in bed with another man. “Jeanet?” Ji-Hwan pulls me out of my train of thought. “Sorry, just thinking about stuff. That was rude. I’m so sorry.” “It’s okay,” he smiles. “Where would you like to go?”

"Did you really think dropping to your knees would make me forgive you and pretend like nothing ever happened, Jim?" "I know you're angry, Cece, but please hear me out," Jim begged. He shuffled forward on his knees to try to grab my hand. "I once promised you that if I came back alive, I would marry you in style. I also said I would never leave your side again. But that was three years ago. Things have changed, and Anne is pregnant with my child—" Jim paused. His gaze was full of self-righteous, deep affection and helplessness. He continued, "But you and I have also been together for a decade. How could I just walk away from you? I'll let Anne become my wife on paper, but my heart will alway

He wasn’t always like this. “Then I hope it doesn’t change because I like it,” Joyce facepalmed and said, he grinned at her actions. “I will be anything you want, tigress,” he teased her again and her countenance changed instantly. As soon as he saw her grimace, he took it as a cue and ran out. The rest of the days, they spent as lovers, going to the movies together, having lots of chats, sitting at the fireplace in each other’s arms, and yes, having sex. They had lots and lots of it till Monday arrived just too soon, and Martin had still not told Joyce about not going to school…

“Y–you ... y–you—” “Yes, last night we spent the night together. You gave me a new fantasy, Kimberly. Unfortunately, you ran away in the morning. Even though I still wanted to have fun with you longer, Kim.” Damian whispered right in front of Kimberly's lips. Kimberly shook her head. No, this is impossible! Her heart always rebelled, but everything was clear. The stranger who spent the night with her was Damian Darrel, her husband's step-uncle. For God's sake! Kimberly felt like her heart wanted to stop beating. How could she sleep with her husband's step-uncle. Honestly, she was crazy. Last night alcohol controlled her so much that she didn't even recognize someone.

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.

Kenia immediately took the baby, making him laugh, while Pablo walked over to Jimena. "Hi, Jim." He kissed the corner of her lips, making her take a step back in surprise. "Thanks for coming to get me." "You don’t have to thank me." They lingered for a moment, eyes locked. Kenia cleared her throat, and they turned to look at her. "I’m going to miss you, too, Jim." She hugged her gently, showing that everything was fine between them. After a few minutes of farewells, Jimena’s car disappeared down the road. Pablo was happy to reclaim his life and freedom, though a touch of nostalgia lingered. Even thinking about returning to his apartment made his chest tighten. He still had nightmares from th

"Pam, it's just a date. Besides, it's too soon, I'm not ready. It's just three months...." "Is three months not enough to cry over spilled milk?" She questions with a wide eye. "I feel it's too soon." "Relax babe, just go along with the flow and see how it turns out. I want you to enjoy tonight. The last time you had fun was three months ago, remember?" "That was a disaster," I tell her, remembering what happened and the sex between me and the stranger. "Disaster indeed." Pam laughs. "Because you got banged." "Stop it already please", I beg her to stop teasing. I am uncomfortable whenever she talks about it.

He didn't know exactly what Beth was up to, but was certain he should follow her lead, and evidently, she'd decided they'd all been through enough for today. Pam was far from content. Her body was virtually humming with arousal. Seeing Ron's cock so clearly outlined, and having each of them act as if it didn't even exist, was driving her crazy. Her mind kept flashing back to the way it had felt, slipping and sliding over her body as they'd been forced together in the locker. The end of this day couldn't come quick enough, and Pam was the first to snuggle beneath the relative safety of the bed she'd be sharing with Beth. More to come....