Joe X Cherry Novels & Stories

Be seductive. "Hmm, are you related to Jasmine Young Adana?" Cherry bats her eyelash. She is aware that Gold the soloist's son, but she still wants to hear him say it. The golden boy is right. Cherry is the easiest one to please. It's obvious that she's attracted to Gold. "She's my mother...."

Chase got anxious watching this. "Just take them. Do you think I'll do anything to harm you?" Chase rebuked him with a smile. "Alright!" Joe swallowed one of the pills with determination when he heard Chase's words. He looked like he was prepared to go to his death. "Hmm… It's pretty tasty. It's sweet and warm. It feels good." Joe had a comfortable look on his face. He turned to look at Chase. Chase was backing off with his hand covering his nose. It took only a few seconds before Chase quickly left the room.

"Yesssss..." Both moaned like starved sluts. Dogs in heat. My heart started to constrict inside of my chest, threatening to cave in under the emotional pressure. I watched them go at it until I could not stomach any bit of it anymore. My fingers swiped out of the video as the tear started to cascade down my cheeks. A new message came in right after. [Don't you miss this?] I read it twice. My hands were shaking like a brown leaf in autumn as I put the phone down.

“She is pretty fucking hot, isn’t she?” “Fucking hell, yeah, she is!” Joe agrees emphatically. Chloe pulls me into a kiss, Sev moving up behind her, trailing his lips along her neck. In a sultry, breathy voice, Chloe says, “Hop into the front seat, Joe. Enjoy the show.” “Happily,” Joe replies. He seems to be a man of few words. Honestly, I’m glad. The only reason we really want him around is for an audience, not to chit-chat.

Cherry strolled in at 8:15, dazzling in a red dress, her lips like wine, her ego larger than the room. She kissed cheeks, made jokes, laughed like she had already won. And at 8:35, Selene clinked her glass. “Everyone,” she called. “I have a little something I’d like to share.” Cherry’s smile faltered. The chandelier lights dimmed. The projector hummed to life. And then… the videos played. One by one. Cherry’s voice filled the room. "She’s weak. Stupid, soft-hearted Selene." "Just one kiss. That’s all I need."

Liza went back to her desk as I listened to the voice mail. 'Sir, we still don't have any lead about Cherry though Ryan told me this afternoon about his theory that Cherry and Victoria might not just be partners. They might be more than that, like sisters but the problem is we cannot find any records about her' There is some pause and a rustle in the background before Joe spoke again. 'Another one of our theories is that maybe Cherry is a spy for Victoria, a distraction so that we won't realize their underlying plan. Victoria might still be lurking around us, sir. You should be careful, especially with your wife and child.' The call ended and I slip my phone back on my pocket, contemplating

"Ewww! That's absolutely disgusting, just the thought of it." Her twin clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Yeah, right. So, leave me the hell alone! We're at a damn party, and we're supposed to have fun. I'm twenty-three, Ixora, not sixteen! You're not my damn mother, for crying out loud!" Cherry fished a cigarette from her bag. "Maybe you should try getting laid too. God knows you need it to get that stick out of your tight ass." She said as she produced her lighter and lit her cigarette.

I have no idea why I just said that, am I insane? "Why do I feel like I shouldn't have heard that?" He smiled so sweetly that I felt like I could melt into that gummy smile of his. I chuckled and rubbed my hands, "maybe I guess, umm...I'm Addison by the way." "Oh, I know, I'm Jack in case you have forgotten," he said then I noticed the small bump on his cheek and something broke within me. I walked and sat close to him but he backed up a bit, "what are you doing?" He said, eyes searching mind

"Don't worry, I'll eat those peach tarts too. So you don't feel guilty eating your pie." Logan and Joy ate, sitting next to each other. Joy nibbled on her salad and Logan munched on the pastry. The sauces inside leaked and he felt guilty licking his thumb, but Joy wouldn't let him touch her salad. They finished their meals with sweet peach custard tarts and a cup of grape juice. "How's your sessions going?" Joy asked with her mouth full of peaches. Logan thought she looked unbelievably cute with her cheeks ballooned up. "Is it helping you?"

His leather jacket was unzipped, and his eyes flicked toward Joseph's matte-gray Maserati as it crunched across gravel. "Boss, you're late," Chris called as Joseph stepped out, adjusting the sleeves of his jacket. "Blame Rex," Joseph muttered, slamming the door shut. "He led me right into Tasha." Chris's brows shot up. "Wait—what?" Joseph didn't elaborate right away. He walked up beside his beta and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with a practiced flick. He took a slow drag, then exhaled like it helped anchor him. Chris narrowed his eyes. "You ran into her?"