Kevin Hart Damn Gif Novels & Stories

I say, lifting my hand to cup his cheek. “Yeah, we literally died for you, asshole,” I chuckle and shake my head as I hear Konstantin walking up to us and slap Kai on the back. “Fuck, I think we all need a holiday after this, and Kai is paying for it,” Dimitri says as he joins us. “I just want to fucking sleep for a week,” Nikolai chirps in and proceeds to lay down on the ground with his arms underneath his head. Kai lets out an unimpressed growl, but the smile on his face betrays his true feelings.

Kevin's unwavering support and forgiveness only made me feel even more ashamed of my actions. "I'm a bad person, Kevin. I don't deserve your forgiveness." I whispered, my voice barely audible through my sobs. Kevin placed a gentle hand on my shoulder and said, "You made a mistake, but that doesn't define who you are. It was not your fault that you were put in that situation. I believe in you, and I'm here for you, no matter what." He planted a gentle kiss on my forehead, a gesture that brought tears to my eyes. His compassion and understanding were more than I could have ever hoped for in that moment of vulnerability.

However, Damian just shook his head at me and turned around to leave. "You B*astard!" I shouted at Kevin, to see him smirking back at me. The grin on his face said everything. This wasn't a 'surprise' visit. This was a planned attack. "Well... now that was far easier than I'd anticipated. I thought for sure that he'd try to punch my lights out, but nothing. I guess he didn't love you as much as you thought he did." Kevin taunted. "Get away from me!" I shouted, and to my surprise, Kevin did just that.

I said. His face turned sour, showing how this punch crushed his ego for sure, and I know this is so beautiful to see. Before, he was showing that he didn't give two f***s even if I insulted him. Now I can see how much he does care when it comes to his looks. He is determined with things. "So, I am a turnoff for your ugly clit?" Kevin asked, gritting his teeth. I feel disgusted by him just directly calling my private part that name. This is surely

Emily’s Pov “Breaking news, popular CEO Kevin Hart has filed for bankruptcy earlier today, his stocks have fallen and his company has moved from top 100 to the bottom last in the country. Although we don’t know what suddenly caused this, there are rumours that he had offended someone higher up as people spotted him coming out from a restaurant all beaten and bruised. For now, there are no words confirming this situation from the lips of Kevin Hart himself but stay tuned as the matter gets investigated.”

Let him think I'm insane for daydreaming incoherently and even smiling for no reason. I walked over to where Jack was standing but the sexy man motioned me to approach Kevin first. "I thought I was dead, honey," Kevin stammered. I smirked. "So that the bus"a together with your girlfriend in hell?” I answered sarcastically. Kevin's eyes bulged. If only his body wasn't stuck in the wounds after the accident, I can guarantee that Kevin would have come to me earlier and rewarded me with karate moves. "Why? You are mad? Kill me now, Kevin. Ah, but… of course, if you can afford it,” I sneered, laughing.

"Damn!" "Kevin, are you there?" Kevin could hear the man on the line talking but he cut the call, unaware of his own actions. His eyes denied looking away. This was the second time he saw her dressed up like that. Otherwise, he always found her in clothes way bigger than her size. But damn, just a little makeover and she's looking breathtaking. No wonder why she tries to hide herself. Fucking hell, she was an epitome of beauty. A fucking seductress.

Kyle pushed. “We have done it many times! Your security has holes!” Kevin laughed and I pushed another ball in at his other knee. “YOU STUPID MOTHER FUCKING BASTERED!” Kevin yelled as he wasn’t expecting it. “Where is he?” I asked. “This is the last time I am asking!”

His beauty was charming and alluring. Twisted thoughts crept into my mind as I gazed at his soft lips. I closed my eyes and lightly slapped myself. “Wake up, Iris, you already have a boyfriend.” I looked at him again and noticed a strange emblem on his shirt, resembling a coiled fiery dragon. Curiously, I asked, “Kevin, what’s that on your shirt?” He looked at me with clear sarcasm. “Are you really that ignorant, or are you just trying to find an excuse to talk to me?”

But hearing him confirm it so casually, right after his grandfather's burial, was agonizing. Damian, my husband, had been having an affair with my sister, and he was throwing me away like trash to clear a path for her. "Okay," I whispered, from the sheer exhaustion crashing over me. "I’ll sign them. But please, Damian, I’m begging you for one small favor. One week. Just give me one single week. It’s enough time to finish the basic mourning rituals, and enough time for me to find a cheap apartment. I just need a few days to prepare myself for starting over completely alone."