Kc Sines Original Novels & Stories

SINFUL AWAKENING Chapter 9: The Financial Picture The file arrived at six fifty-three on Friday morning. Jade was already at her kitchen table, hair unbound, wearing a shirt that belonged to Dominic because she had stayed again and her own clothes were folded on his bedroom chair, coffee cooling beside her laptop. She had been awake since five, running through the board meeting structure in her mind, mapping the angles, identifying the weaknesses in their position and the strengths they had not yet fully deployed.

Morning came heavy, thick with guilt I couldn’t shake. I stared at my reflection, trying to fix the mess inside me with a brush and concealer. It didn’t work. Nothing could hide the fact that I’d let him kiss me again. Ricardo Falconeri. My mother’s new husband’s son. My stepbrother. Even thinking the word made my stomach twist. I told myself to stop, to forget, but the memory wouldn’t go away, the way he’d pulled me close, the sound of his voice when he called me butterfly.

He demanded for Kyla to continue " Okay, I was aware that I will be working with him if he grants me the millions of pounds. But I wasn't aware for it to be a scam. And shit i didn't even know it was planned with his mum. " Kyla say, her voice gathering up strength not to seem teary. "And we didn't get any signing. He only gave me the assurance that the fake debt was paid. " She added, more like cussing. " Nor was my client involved, knowing if your parents debts to his mum was fake." Ethan say making Kyla feel as if they were been defeated.

Yoshida brushed it off and continued debriefing us. “Mrs. Burns, I loved the floor plan of your resort and your revenue outlook looks fantastic!” Veronica humbly nodded her head to the shorter, older, asian woman. “Miss Summers, your resort also looks remarkable, and the expense report was expertly crafted and well thought out.” I smiled and Martha secretly fist pumped herself.

Killian’s hand snaked around to find her clit, rubbing firm circles that made her cry out louder. “Come for us again, Shania,” Killian growled in her ear. “Come with both our cocks buried deep inside you. Let us feel you milk us.” The pressure had been building relentlessly. With their combined stimulation—cocks stretching her pussy and ass, fingers on her clit and nipples—Shania shattered for the third time that night. Her orgasm was devastating, ripping through her body like lightning. Her pussy and ass clenched rhythmically around both thick shafts, fluttering and squeezing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.