Jon Bellion Luxury Lyrics Novels & Stories

Bella said loudly. “Fuck me!” Jullius brought his face closer and kissed her eyes. “As you wish,” he answered. Her back resting comfortably on the sofa while Jullius positioned himself. “Oh! Oh! Julius!” The name was moaned many times. Jullius moved his hips at the right tempo. His teeth chattered at the sensation he longed for. Heaven on earth. It felt like he was in seventh heaven. Bella's massaged his very gently. “Fuck!”

A moan escaped me as his hand slipped through the slit of the gown up my thigh. “You have the perfect figure for this,” he remarked, his voice a low murmur that sent a shiver down my spine. He leaned in, his lips dangerously close to mine. “Ria,” he replied, the intensity of his gaze mirrored in his voice. My phone rang, making me jump. I scrambled to my purse, dumped it on the side and pulled it out. ‘Sophia?’ “Hey Soph! What’s up?” I asked, my voice shaking. That was close. Through the mirror, I could see Jayden standing on the side. It seemed I wasn’t the only one caught in the moment.

Her smile was like a razor blade—polished, bright, and capable of drawing blood. "Elias, darling," she cooed, gliding toward us with a glass of champagne held loosely in her fingers. She didn't look at him; her eyes, cold and assessing, were locked on me. "I was just telling everyone how charitable you’ve been lately. Taking in charity cases is such a bold, avant-garde choice for a man in your position." The room seemed to inhale. The music didn't stop, but the atmosphere curdled. "Monica," Elias said, his voice flat. "You’ve had too much to drink."

It read, "Although the world holds countless beautiful things, you are the most precious. Like an eternal flame, I will love you till my last breath. Jonah, happy birthday." The man scoffed. "What a joke. More than that, it's pathetic." His condescending smirk made Julien's skin crawl. "Give it back to me!" Anger surged within Julien, and his face turned completely red. He reached out to snatch it from the man, but he easily avoided him. "Is Jonah that great? Why do you love him so much?" "That's none of your business. Who the heck are you?" Julien gritted out. The man smirked. "We've crossed paths before, back in Bernardia."

The woman swallowed, she realized her guilt at every sentence from Lionel's lips, she had been trapped by the luxury she received, but Belle was really uncomfortable. "You won't be able to stop anything, Belle. Just accept it, you're just like me, we're pawn players for grandfather who have to follow all his orders when we're tied up by the older man, and the situation will definitely become more tricky for you after the wedding blessing." He stared fixedly at Belle's pair of irises, hypnotizing her into silence, but after being satisfied to intimidate, Lionel walked away, while Belle flinched at the thought of her future'misery'.

by Kesha. I don't need you or your brand-new Benz Or your bougie friends I don't need love, looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I'ma get, get (get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy) I'ma get, get (get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, oh!) You can't imagine the immensity of the fuck I'm not giving about your money And manservant and the mansion you live in And I don't wanna go places where all my ladies can't get in…...

18+ Explicit content BILLIE I wake up in my bed, surrounded by silk sheets and fake fur. I can tell it’s late, after midnight. I can hear music playing somewhere in the tower. There's a warmth between my legs, an awareness and a new absence. The absence of him. There's something around my throat. I touch it, and feel velvet. “Something in velvet with diamonds.” That’s what Tristan had said. “A pretty little collar”, he called it.

It was dizzying, overwhelming, almost unreal. “You’ll bury me alive under diamonds if this continues,” Jenna muttered once they slid into the Rolls-Royce. Kaelion’s arm immediately pulled her against him, his lips brushing her temple. His voice softened into something she’d never expected from him. “No, little sin. I’ll lift you with them. I’ll build a world where you never know lack, never know loneliness again. That’s my vow.” The words pierced deeper. They slid into guarded places inside her, places that had ached for tenderness. And for one dangerous moment, she almost forgot to resist.

My usual appearance always carried grace, poise, and power, the kind that commanded attention. But now? I look like the shell of a woman who once owned herself. "Your face, Lavanda... you've been crying," he asks quietly, his eyes flickering to the soiled tissues scattered across my desk. I sniff. "Red, you were talking about a video!" "Why were you crying?" Red presses, his eyes sharp, searching my mind. I fumble under his watchful eyes, avoiding his gaze, staring instead at my desk. "Just answer my question!" My voice cracks. Vulnerability is a luxury I can't afford - not with anyone, not even with him.

Amidst his laughter, I could hear him drawing deep, ragged breaths. “Are you feeling good?” Bellamy asked quietly, his voice a low murmur. “We shouldn’t let death come between us.” His words chilled me, a dark promise lingering in the air. “I’ll track you down, and Gray and Jonah will be right behind. Yeah, we’ll all be there. You’re someone who holds a special place in the eyes of the Goddess.”