Kassandra Lee Ig Novels & Stories

She grumbled, watching the floor number changing, “You and the lieutenant are just the same.” Cattleya absently said as the elevator doors opened, “When it comes to Cassandra, we’d do anything for her. Just as we know, she’d do the same.” “Who are you really anyway?” “I’m Cattleya Kir, current president of the Kir Institute of Technology, CEO of Kir Tech.” Selena baffled, wondering if she was joking, “The K.I.T university? President?! CEO?” She looked way too young for that.

Her voice was cold and unwelcoming. Leah remained standing by the door without being offered a seat. Soon after, the door was pushed open, and a beautiful, slim lady dressed in a sleeveless tank top and loose jeans pants with nerdy glasses walked in. She eyed Leah for a minute and winked before moving closer to Kylie. “You called for me, Kylie,” she stated.

She swallowed the lump in her throat, making herself a quick sandwich before hopping into the shower. Her thoughts drifted. To him. To the kiss she had shared with Kane. The way he had devoured her. Her skin tingled just thinking about it. Men like him weren't real. At least, she never thought they were—not outside of the dirty books she kept stashed under her mattress. But here she was. And he had kissed her like he wanted to consume her. A shiver ran through her as she quickly washed her hair. She pulled on a long blue denim skirt, a fitted black bodysuit, and cinched it all together with a brown belt. She styled her hair into a half-up, half-down look, grabbed her brown boots and matching

Another twist in the story of Robert King’s love life. The famous CEO was recently reported to have gotten a mystery girl pregnant, and more information continues to leak out about her every day. She is by no means an angel, with a background of drugs, prostitution and a previous pregnancy by a mystery man. Today she was tagged in the picture of Instagram influencer Kiara Day, holding the young model’s newborn daughter. Is this a ploy by King to make his new girlfriend more likeable? Or does she have ulterior motives?

Thank God, the hangover wasn't strong. Right then, the incessant flashes on his phone caught his attention. They were the notifications from the morning news that he had subscribed. "Stella Kim, Kyle Lee, Danise Zhang are in Sonderella!" "Quick! Quick! Grab this golden opportunity to meet your idols!" "It's now or never! Your idols are here within your reach!" And similar headlines went on and on. With a frown, Kyle gulped down the glass of warm water he poured for himself. He jumped over the couch and peered through the lacy curtain. As expected, a large crowd was hoarding outside the hotel. Somebody had exposed their whereabouts to the public.

Femi said. "Wow you have said so much in such little time babe. Yeah take the gig I kuku need the money. The abroad circle nko?" She asked. I knew she would want to know about that. "Okay, like I said it's mostly people abroad who have ties to the designer brands. Victor Kunda, Kylie Jenner, she's a friend, Dami Hope and Davide Sancli, Ika Wong and her fiancée Demetres. We all have this group chat where we meet to vent. Good stuff." I told her.

5" girlcock. Andalee smiled at her and nodded her approval. She then turned to the next girl and beckoned her to stand up. "My name is Kassandra Wen and something interesting about me is that I am Island High School League 100 yard dash champion," she said and Kassandra looked like a sprinter. She was tall at 5'9 and weighed only 115lbs. She had tiny breasts, barely needing the sports bra she wore. She had the build of a supermodel, with slender arms, thin stomach, and athletic legs. Her skin was black like chocolate and her hair was black and tied back in a bun on the back of her head. Her eyes were brown and she had delicate, beautifully feminine features. She had a 6.5" girlcock.

Jillian Kim! "This is ... This is.... this?" Celine was too stunned and surprised to talk. Jillian Kim, the legendary Make-up artist signed under Flowers Entertainment. Who is the makeup artist for top celebrities, and personal Make up artist to Leila Bhatt, the top actress in California. He had broken the record to be the first make-up artist to work for International celebrities like The Korean idols like Blackpink and BTS. Even Judy Lewiston, her Stepsister couldn't afford the price of gotten make up by him.

“Anonymous is Kylie, Trent's girlfriend. The one in my dorm. She's got a grudge against you and the warehouse is a trap.Don't go in blind, call me. And please—save Lesley.” I'd stared at the screen for a beat, piecing it together. Kylie? The shy temp roommate Kianna had mentioned? Trent's girl—that buzz-cut prick. A grudge? My past was a minefield; I'd stepped on plenty of toes back in the day, but nothing clicked immediately. Trap or not, Lesley was in there—tied up and terrified. Most importantly Kianna was counting on me, even if she hated my guts right now. No time to call back; I'd handle it my way. Quick, quiet and lethal if needed.