Novel & Cerita Kiss Me You Fool

she whispered, her eyes blazing, grabbing his shirt, pulling him in. She kissed him, fierce, desperate, a fire to shut his doubts. Kai’s hands cupped her face, his lips hungry, their third kiss a surrender to passion. They stumbled to the couch, her fingers in his hair, his hands on her waist, their bodies pressed, the world fading to their need. Her tank top lifted, his shirt unbuttoned, their touches urgent, a line crossed—until guilt surged, the summit, Dante’s scheme, Alessio’s secret a shadow.

The Public Humiliation The clock struck ten. The music faded, and Julian stepped onto the small stage, grabbing a microphone. He looked at me, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of triumph and malice. "Can I have everyone’s attention?" Julian’s voice boomed. "Today is my birthday, but it’s also a day of 'new beginnings.' Vivienne, darling, why don't you come up here? I know you have something for me." The room went silent. The elite of New York turned to watch the billionaire heiress play the fool for her chauffeur’s son once again. Stacy smirked from the front row, clutching a designer bag I’d bought her last Christmas.

he whispered. "No," I corrected, leaning closer until our faces were inches apart. "A fool is someone who doesn't know better. You knew exactly what you were doing when you used my love to build this company. You used me as a stepping stone and kicked me away when you reached the top. Now, I’m just pulling the stone out from under your feet. Don't pretend you're shocked."

"Du-.. yes, yes, I do." 'Cool'. even more awkward silence. *****************************

Not long after I entered the washroom, I heard footsteps entering before hearing Cecilia's voice. "I told you: she isn't fooled at all! What do you want me to do? If you don't have money, just go borrow it. That stupid girl is a careful one, always so cautious about me. She's not getting duped at all!" 'Stupid girl'? Was Cecilia talking about me? I quickly took out my phone as I heard her say softly in the next cubicle, "I know, I'll find another chance later. That Stacey looks dumb enough, so we'll target her. My child will definitely be worth more than a hundred fifty thousand dollars!"

They didn’t know I was the heir. The private room door opened again. I assumed it would be the eldest White grandson. It was Lucas Mercer. “Can’t shake you, can I, Sofia.” He said it, then swapped immediately to a professional smile and extended his hand to the four men. “Gentlemen, Walker, Dunn, Cole, Astor, I’m so sorry for the wasted trip. She’s my ex. She’s been struggling since the breakup, convinced herself she’s a Harlow heiress.” He pulled out his phone and held it toward them. “She’s been violent. Emotionally unstable. It’s all over social media, look it up and you’ll see.” It was the clip of Ashley pushing me into the grooming tub, audio cut.

And please put on your underwear first! "Kiss me to prove what you said is true."

I love you to the moon and back" love emoji. Paul smirked. "Fool".

Why do I always make a fool of myself? Oh me!! Screw me!!

I cut her off coldly. Then, I threw a thick stack of documents onto the coffee table with a heavy thud. "Sign them, Cyrus. These are the divorce agreement and the share transfer agreement. According to our agreement from five years ago, you've breached the contract. Half of Parker Corp.'s shares belong to me now."