Kim Gitae

Cerita ini mengisahkan tentang Aruna sebagai sekertaris sang Presdir di sebuah Hotel yang terjebak malam panas dengan Presdirnya. Lalu apa yang terjadi dengan Aruna setelah malam panas itu? Baca kisah lengkapnya di sini! #LombaMenulisGiodnovel #HaruskahAkuMenjadiYangKedua? #GoonovelID #Goodnovel

She is the belle of a world-famous university, carrying in her heart the scars of her broken youthful love. He is the only son of the president of Sapphire Corporation, a genuine playboy, a true billionaire. They were tied together by an arranged marriage. But painfully, he didn't love her, and she also didn't have any feelings for him. People who do not love each other are forced to be together, what will be the final result? Can't get a divorce, will they torment each other for the rest of their lives? What will happen when the two people's ex returns one after another? And, which way for this perverse fate-in-love?

"I'm sorry." He apologized, "Too late get out" I glared but he doesn't budge, he proved to be stubborn and the mere sight of him, irked me. Slowly it made my limbs weak and it slowly made it all the way suffocating. "No," he pushed me against the wall, my back pressed firmly against it, his grip firm on my upper arm. My face blushed red, unsure how to react, yet I yelled, "You're breaking a rule! Don't fucking touch me." "Fuck the rules, you already broke it when you wore this dress." My heart plummeted, a heavy thud echoing in my chest, as the weight of his last words settled upon me like a leaden anchor "Well Fuck off, I don't want you, Tristan Donovan." I spat bitterly, all he did was smirk deviously, dangerously closing the bridge between our lips. "Fuck it Willow, I want you." He said as he crashed his lips against mine Willow Davis finds herself wedge in between one of her father's gamble, having lost the bet she is sold to the ruthless arrogant billionaire, Tristan Donovan, who wants nothing more than to make out a trophy of her. over the course of time they slowly get close but fear of falling in love Tristan has set three rules; "NO STAYING IN CONFINED OR CLOSED PLACES TOGETHER NO ANY FORM OF PHYSICAL CONTACT NO FALLING IN LOVE" But what happens when he's caught up in his own web and breaks one or all together? How far will he go, riding of every single rule? Will the arrogant billionaire finally fall in love? find out in SOLD TO THE ARROGANT BILLIONAIRE.

BLURB "You drive me insane, Carla!" He growled, hoisting me on the desk. His lips brushed my jaw and my breath quickened when he slipped his fingers underneath my red dress. "Fuck, you are not wearing panties," He groaned, gripping my thighs possessively. I was filled with an unnerving amount of neediness and I had my fingers working on his belt in no time. "God, just fuck me already." I moaned, peering at him beneath my lashes. He muttered profanities under his breath, lifted me a little, and plunged into me swiftly. "Fuck!" I moaned, wrapping my legs around him to get more of what he was offering as he pounded into me, burying his head into my neck. "Mine!" He growled into my neck. ༆ Carla Jason and Dawson Walcott were the definitions of opposite attracts. Where Carla was naive—prim, innocent, and not ladylike, Dawson was the typical ruthless fuck-boy, who chased after anything in a skirt, especially the sexy ones. All his life, he had always hoped to meet his mate at his coronation ceremony of being the next Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, which was coming up in a few days but fate had other plans in store. Carla had walked in on him fucking another omega and she wasn't just a random omega to him. She was the omega he had always been in love with. Worse, she turned out to be his mate. Dawson knew how difficult it would be to make her his, given his history and what she had found out about him on the day he realized she was his mate. The complications weren't about to stop Dawson from claiming what was his before her twentieth birthday but was Carla going to allow herself to be vulnerable with a playboy?

"มีฉันเป็นผัวคนเดียวมันไม่พอหรือไง ถึงอยากได้ไอ้แทคิณเป็นผัวเพิ่ม" ดีเทลตะเบ่งเสียงด้วยท่าทีโกรธจัด พร้อมกับดึงคนตัวเล็กเข้าหา "สงสัยพี่จะเข้าใจอะไรผิด คนที่ฉันรักคือพี่แทคิณ...พี่ใช่พี่" โรราเอ่ยมาเช่นนั่น แต่นั้นกับยิ่งทำให้ ดีเทลโมโหและโกรธหนักเข้าไปอีก คนตัวโตถึงกับกดคนใต้ร่างลงให้จมเตียงนอน "ฉันไม่สนว่าเธอจะรักใคร ตราบใดที่เธอเป็นของฉันๆ ไม่มีทางที่เธอจะเป็นของใครหน้าไหนทั้งนั้น" "คนเลว..." โรราเอ่ยด้วยเสียงอันโกรธจัด ดีเทลจ้องมองคนใต้ร่างด้วยความรู้สึกโกรธและโมโห "กับผู้หญิงสำส่อนอย่างเธอ ฉัน เลว...ได้มากกว่าที่เธอคิด" ดีเทลเอ่ยจบร่างสูงก็ระดมจูบคนดื้อ ที่แสนจะพยศไปทั่วทั้งใบหน้า "มะ...ไม่นะ พี่ดีเทล" โรราเอ่ยออกมาด้วยเสียงสั่น

🔥 Dark Sex Confessions 🔥 A sinful collection of taboo, dominant, and dangerously hot stories. Warning: 18+ only. --- “Is this what you wore to distract me, sweetheart?” he asked, fingers trailing up my inner thigh beneath the flimsy excuse of a skirt. “You knew exactly what you were doing when you walked into my office dressed like that.” I bit my lip, heart racing. “Maybe I just needed some... extra attention.” His chuckle was dark. Dangerous. Desperate. He pushed everything off his desk with one sweep, pulling me forward so my legs dangled open in front of him. “You’re about to learn your most important lesson,” he said, sinking to his knees between my thighs. “How to beg properly.” His mouth met my soaked panties, tongue pressing through the thin fabric until I gasped, arching against his face. He groaned like a man starved, ripping them aside and licking into me with a hunger that made me cry out. “God, you’re so wet for your professor,” he growled between licks. “Dripping for the man grading your papers.” My fingers tangled in his hair as he sucked my clit into his mouth, tongue lashing me like punishment and reward all at once. My thighs shook, heat building fast and deep. “Come for me, right here, right now,” he ordered. “And then I’m bending you over this desk and fucking every A+ out of that tight little body.” And I did. Exploding on his tongue, moaning his name like a filthy prayer— Knowing this was just the beginning of the most sinful semester of my life.

Ivana Florentina harus merasakan patah hati ketika Gwen—cinta pertama suaminya kembali. Pernikahan yang sudah berjalan lima tahun benar-benar seperti tidak ada artinya di mata Arga. Pria yang selalu bersikap dingin itu mulai mencair dan selalu memperlakukan Gwen dengan baik. Bahkan di depan Ivana sendiri, Arga tidak segan-segan memanjakannya. Sedih, patah hati dan kecewa. Ivana memilih untuk melarikan diri. Dia benar-benar melepaskan Arga sepenuhnya setelah perjuangannya untuk mempertahankan pria itu. Tapi, siapa sangka, ada hal yang tidak diketahuinya. Rahasia besar yang disembunyikan Gwen dan juga Arga. Keputusan apa yang akan diambil Ivana setelah mendengarnya? Apakah dia akan kembali pada Arga atau tetap menjauh dan membiarkan semua berjalan seperti keinginan sang suami?

— Não faz isso… eu sou a esposa do seu amigo... Meu marido, depois de um acidente, tinha perdido a capacidade de ser homem na cama, e eu vivia chorando baixinho de madrugada. O amigo dele, vendo o meu sofrimento, ficou com o coração apertado. Até que, certa noite, ele subiu na minha cama em silêncio: — Vera, se você continuar usando esses brinquedinhos para se satisfazer, você vai acabar fazendo mal para o seu próprio corpo. Deixa que eu cuido de você. Quando ele terminou de falar, ele simplesmente ergueu minhas pernas com brutalidade, sem me dar tempo nem de respirar…

Delilah Ekalot heir to the Ekalot household wakes up from a coma having no memory of her husband due to an accident that almost claimed her life. However it isn't focused on what caused the accident, Delilah ventures down a path to clear down the debt her sister racked up during her coma. She comes across a few obstacles along the way and would risk anything to save the Ekalots name, will it be worth it fighting for her family's name ? When the people she knows and loves turns out to be her Adversaries

"Kau membiarkan tangan fana itu menyentuh kulit suci seorang Batara. Kau tahu risikonya. Jika kau meneruskan ini, kau tidak hanya kehilangan keabadian mu, tapi jiwamu akan dikunci dalam siklus penderitaan manusia selama seratus kelahiran.""Dia tidak punya siapa-siapa," bisik Bima akhirnya, suaranya terdengar sangat kecil di hadapan keagungan langit."Dunia ini terlalu jahat untuknya. Jika aku tidak turun membantunya, siapa yang akan memberinya keadilan?" "Bukan tugasmu untuk menjadi pahlawan bagi satu jiwa yang malang!" balas Indra tajam."Jika kau tidak segera kembali ke kahyangan sekarang, garis hidupmu akan terikat permanen dengan garis hidupnya yang terkutuk itu. Kau akan merasakan sakitnya saat dia terluka, dan kau akan hancur saat dia tiada."