Joel Miller X Reader Angst 소설 & 이야기

“I feel nothing for you but contempt. You are a man who thinks his money and power allow him to take whatever he wants. You saw a woman who resembles someone from your past, and you decided to terrorize her and her daughter.” “I am not terrorizing you! You're mine! I am trying to bring you home!” “I am not Angela! Get that into your head!” I shout, my voice echoing in the small room. “I have a fiancé who loves me. I have a daughter who is my entire world. I have a company that I built from nothing. I am Blair Miller. I am not your 'Angel.' She is dead, Mr. Stone. If she’s not back, it's probably because you killed her when you chose another woman over her.”

Didn't I specifically warn Millers to stay away from him! With rage threatening to explode from within me, I asked," What on earth is going on here?!," (^_^メ)(^_^メ)(^_^メ)(^_^メ)(^_^メ) Finally finally and finally It's been a while but hola my dear readers!!! Another chapter, don't forget to vote and comment,I'd really love some feedback on it⊙﹏⊙ Well nice time y'all and stay safe Jojoestiel 🍂

Miller crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head, studying my completely exhausted posture and my flushed face with a highly analytical expression. "You look completely wrecked, Axel," Miller observed bluntly, his eyes dropping to the dark bruise exposed on my neck before snapping back up to meet my gaze. "So, are you finally going to admit that you are actually falling for the enemy, or do I need to sit here and listen to you lie about being straight for another week?"

"That you are not even worth the loyalty I am giving you. Do you know how many guys that asked me for a ship evryy single day? Is it because I just want to be with you and love you because I chose to? What do you think about love again? Being a cheat? Does that sound like love in its gestures? Like, Really?" My head was already hot with perplexity. It was really crazy at that moment. I didn't knew Mitchelle could stood so low as that. To be honest, I hated her at that moment. What was she thinking? She kept talking, angrily spewing and more grace muttering. I was just tired of it because she doesn't even want me talk. This is one thing I don't like about Angel. She felt like whenever she was

"Mmm--mmmm..." Mr. Miller leaned closer to me, and I felt his weight pull down on the mattress behind me, like gravity was pulling me back toward him. When he spoke again, I felt his hot breath on my throat and it sent chills down my spine, to my toes, and back up again. "Do you want me to stop pressing your buttons?" he whispered. I clutched the pillow my head rested on and tried to will myself to speak but worried I'd moan like a whore if I did. My brow was wrinkled. My face stuck in quiet agony as this man twice my age, pumped my panties in and out of my pussy.

Fingers trembling, I opened the envelope, pulling out the letter within it, I began to read. Dear Marlowe, If you're reading this, I am so sorry I was unable to come back to you. Please know you meant everything to me and I loved you with all my heart. Yours always, -T The pain of his loss washed over me again, but now it was mixed with a sense of anger and betrayal. Why hadn't he told me how he felt? Why had he kept it from me? Brian grabbed my hand, his grip firm and reassuring. "You're okay," he murmured, his voice reassuring.

"That’s enough, Miller! Pull out! You’re going to blow it! Save it for her face!" Miller let out a frustrated roar. He gave her three more massive, bone-shaking thrusts that made Quill’s eyes roll back in her head. Then, with a loud, wet PLOP, he yanked himself out. He stood there, his cock twitching and red, coated in her juices. He backed away, his hand immediately going to his length to keep from spilling.

“When you were going to solve things by force, why did you call me?” Milly was hurt with her brother’s tone, she used the support of side table to get up. “I will go back to my home, my little brother has a personal life now.” She faked some tears and slowly walked towards the door. “I am sorry, sister. Vicky is upset, don’t pay attention to him.” Noah quickly grabbed Milly's hand and supported her back to the couch. “Mate bond is getting stronger day by day. Despite of being a human, Angie responds almost like a normal she-wolf. It’s so difficult for me to control myself.”

He slid it impatiently over his cock and tore my panties down my legs before wrenching my thighs apart. "Not fair," I cried as he went to his knees and buried his mouth in my pussy. His husky chuckle vibrated against my clit before he sucked it. I grabbed hands full of his hair and pulled him closer. I needed more. Joel, the mind reader, gave me my wish as he stroked two fingers into my wet, swollen flesh. His fingers slipped in and out making slick, sexy sounds. At any other time I would have been mortified, but, God, I couldn't think past what he was doing to me. I pulled his hair, not caring if it hurt. He continued the tempo with his fingers, pushing my thigh wider with his other hand.

she explained and I grabbed my phone and sent an anonymous message to Joel then immediately switched off my phone before having another make out session. Comment your thoughts about this chapter too