Novel & Cerita Kelly Rowan Nude

Estelle~ Rowan reappeared a few minutes later with a warm wet washcloth in his hand. He cleaned me up carefully and then gathered me into his arms and resumed his seat with me in his lap. “That got a little out of control,” Rowan finally said. I lifted my head and looked at him. “You have a virgin kink. Who knew?” He held my gaze. “I’m rapidly coming to realize I have an Estelle kink.” My whole body went hot and my mind veered into static. “What?”

He paused, Molly, nodded, "Fuck my mother. Dad, I want to fuck mom." Kelly jumped up, "Fucking awesome!" She yanked her tank top off, naked. "Whattaya think family?" At her apex, a thick brown bush. She ran her finger through it. "Sorry, stopped shaving when the 'Rona' hit." Almost in unison the three of us said, "looks good." Kelly walked around and dropped to her knees in front of me, "Hope you want this dad." Her warm young mouth took my cock, almost all of it. I nearly fell over.

“Riley wanted to fuck someone else because you didn’t fuck her and I—” “Stop talking,” Rowan tells her. “King, hands,” Maddox says. “She’s just an idiot.” “Excuse you?” Audrey frowns, her eyes shifting over my shoulder to where Maddox is. “Excuse you, actually,” he counters. “You had a naked man tied up in that room, you wanted to have a threesome with her, that’s your kink, isn’t it?”

Therefore, he brought Rowane back to his hideout. He brought Rowane into a room and placed her on a bed. Then, Dunn began to take off her clothes quickly. His harsh actions caused Rowane to wake up. When she saw Dunn taking off her clothes, she was shocked. She tried to escape, but Dunn grabbed her hair and dragged her back. "Let go of me!” Rowane struggled with all her might. "Hey beautiful, you'd better be obedient. If you make me happy enough, I might just let you live a few more days,"

|| KATHERINE HARPER's POV || What the hell was happening here? I felt utterly clueless until the visual displays of bodies began to play in front of my vision. It was none other than my so-called groom in that video. There, he was fucking a brunette over a bed, letting out shameful moans. An ounce of regret never appeared on his face. Rowan shouted even before me, sounding panicked, " Who the fuck.. dare to do this... Stop it..Stop.."

Because Killian wasn’t just protecting me. He was playing a game. I was about to say something to him, but just then, Rowan's call came in. He had viewed the messages already. “How did you get that video?” He growled. From his tune, you could tell that he wasn't expecting that message. My lips curled into a smirk. I never thought about this. “Make a guess, Rowan.” I teased. I wished I could see his face right now. “Don't you dare release those videos, River.” He growled through gritted teeth. “If you do, you'll regret it.” This was a gay scandal Rowan would never want for his business.

“It’s a performance. A carefully curated lie.” Rowan stood near the window, hands clasped behind his back, watching the city below with an expression that bordered on grim satisfaction rather than surprise. “Perception becomes reality,” Rowan said coolly. “And Nolan has finally learned how to weaponize it.” Kieran paced, agitation bleeding off him in waves. “That bastard hid his children for a year and now they’re calling him virtuous for it.” “They’re calling him human,” Rowan corrected. “Which is far more dangerous.”

“Any word from Rowan?” Kelly flicked ash. “Yes, Alpha. He’s her second hit. She offered him the same deal to kill Luna Sharon and her kids in exchange for power and status. So far Rowan is playing along but he rang me this afternoon. He sounded like a man with a noose already round his neck. He said he won’t pull the trigger because he can’t. But if she finds out he’s feeding us, he will be dead by morning.” I rubbed the back of my neck. “He called Sharon the day she miscarried. First call he was bleeding out, begging forgiveness for some mission he never should’ve taken. Second call—five minutes later—he acted like he didn’t know her name. It clearly means someone was listening.”

Nora’s health was not a serious issue, so she could be discharged directly. Rowan did not mention anything about her anorexia. Rowan had discussed this matter with Ryan, and they decided to keep this secret from her. Thus, he mentioned eating breakfast in a very natural way.

He collected loyalty, fear, power, and bodies. I was simply another symbol. The bathroom door opened with a soft sound. I did not look at first. I did not need to. Rowan stood there, filling the doorway. Tall. Broad. His dark hair damp and loose. His steel-gray eyes empty, already distant. Maribel Crowne stood behind him. Naked. Relaxed. Her body leaned into his without hesitation. Auburn hair spilled down her shoulders, her skin still warm and flushed. Her smile held satisfaction. And something cruel.