Novel & Cerita Killer's Sweetheart

I released a sad sigh and ran my lips on my lips which made Trevor narrow his eyes. "You are so possessive but you are always with other women," I complained with a pout. He chuckled. He traced the side of my face with his forefinger. He planted butterfly kisses to my lips a few times. "Kathy is just a client. I only want you honey," he whispered throatily while he was almost eating me with his eyes, If I were a different woman, I would probably feel giddy and believed him. I bit my lower lip and gazed at him seductively.

“She is my wife!” Lyra comes forward, eyes narrowing. “There’s nothing you could say that would change the law, Roosevelt. She has her own choice to make.” Eric jaw clenched. Lupiter’s voice suddenly rang out, sweet and honeyed. “I will run!” Every head snapped to her. Eric turned, instantly softening. “Sweethear, why?” She smiled, slow and feline, but her eyes slid to Killian. “Because I know you’ll catch me, darling. We’ll be bound forever.” She flipped her hair, the picture of confidence.

“You taste so fucking sweet, Shania. Like honey and sin. I could eat this pretty pussy all night.” He dove back in, this time pushing two thick fingers inside her tight channel while his mouth latched onto her clit again. The sudden stretch made her moan loudly around Killian’s cock, the vibration pulling a deep groan from the twin above her. Killian tightened his grip in her dark hair, guiding her head as he pushed a little deeper. “That’s it, baby. Suck me nice and sloppy. Show us how grateful you are that we’re not calling the police.”

Firstly I wasn’t done taking off everything I wanted from the bastard who dared to take the woman that I loved away from me. Is he dead ? Her sweet innocent feminine voice suddenly came into my thoughts and I stared at her, unable to believe that she would ask me that. Don’t give me that look Killian, it's not like I didn’t go through hell while being in that place with that bastard. I would say that he deserves everything that he gets and I don’t care about what anyone's opinion is. Tessa had always been the sweet girl, the one who jerked me back to consciousness , the only person who I wanted to be so close with, the one girl who made my existence worth living, it was all her and the love

Just as Katherine was about to take a breath, the mic vibrated with a sensual tone, definitely not that of Lord Harrington: “Having fun with your boyfriend's wife, Killian? Hmmm. I always knew you to be the kinky one but this???”

The house was a mess again with food all over the carpet, a broken TV and glass shards on the floor from the last incident. "Did you like my surprise, son?" He provoked me when he said that but I wasn't giving up so easily. The steps behind me indicated that the killer joined the party, I bet dad called him because he knew I would come. The more, the merrier. I smirked as I exposed my gun pointing it at him and the look of my horror inside of my father's eyes were like a delicacy to me. The killer tried to shove me causing my finger to push the trigger back, the prostitutes screamed as they ran away from my now dead dad.

He has to. For the sake of ... ------------------------------------------------------------ Authors note Guys what do you think? Does Kai really like her or he has other motives for her dinner invitation....

I screamed. At the same time, a resounding slap rang through the air. The room fell deathly silent. "Did you… Did you just hit me?" My hand flew to my cheek as I stared at Jacob in disbelief. The man who once promised to love and cherish me forever—had just hit me. Staring at his own hand, he was momentarily stunned by his own actions. "Selene, where's your ring?" he asked, suddenly noticing something off about me. He looked frantic, as though my missing ring was his biggest concern at the moment. He was the one who killed our child, yet he now had the audacity to act like he was deeply in love with me.

She didn't answer with words. She reached over, placed her palm against his cheek. ”You bought us a penthouse.” ”Yes.” ”And you hunted down the people who were threatening you.” ”Yes.” ”And you let another woman kiss you.” His jaw tightened under her palm. ”I didn't let her—” ”I know.” She kissed the corner of his mouth. ”I'm keeping score. You're still ahead.” He pulled back just enough to look at her. ”That's not how scoring works.”

They might just end up cheating later on. Hence, they all believed that Chester was far too trusting. How could he still be so calm when things with Harry and Giselle had gotten so out of control? Shouldn't he yell at Giselle and break up with her? The haters waited anxiously, and the keyboard warriors tapped even more furiously. "Is Chester some kind of saint? He's been cheated on by his own girlfriend, but he hasn't done anything at all. Is that what rich people are like nowadays?"