Ladies Night Christian Keyes Novels & Stories

I answered, trying to mask my shaky voice so nothing seemed out of place. Christian was staring me in the eyes, and the look that he gave me was one that said that he knew something. But how could he? He didn’t even know about Mark. Then again, I had never been good at reading his nonexistent facial expressions. He kept his gaze on me as he spoke. “You’re forgetting something.” Confused, I raised an eyebrow, “huh?” “Keys.” He answered, pointing at the keys on the table. I had planned to take an Uber, but I couldn’t exactly tell him that now, could I? That would only make me look suspicious. “Right, keys.” I chuckled awkwardly and walked to the table in front of him to get the keys.

“Such is the way of a scared girl, aye? You would be dead already if I wanted to kill you. That’s the appetite of a Roman, hmm? Kill them all and build fences? Shut up your fool mouth and open your foolish mind. I’m going to enlighten you.” “What?” Quintus stammered, his anger going in many directions. “It is Lammas, a high holiday for us from all time we know.” Drust stepped a bit away from them, both arms up high when he said Lammas, but he dropped them soon after. “Today, this very evening, I’ll have my vital sacrifice and you will all go out and be a part of it willingly. My hands won’t get wet with your blood a single drop.” Porcius said under his breath, “That’s big of ya.”

Adam argued, still defending me. "She deserved that. Gavin knows better what he should do!" Catherine argued with Adam. Adam turned to Gavin, who was still staring at me with a glare. Gavin immediately pulled my hand into the room. "Come in here, bitch! Don't you dare leave the room and meet that man? He's not the angel responsible for saving you. You have to pay for your sin, Mahira!" Gavin immediately slammed my body on the bed. I was in so much pain that tears came to my eyes, and I couldn't hold back the pain as Gavin's hands pulled me in and threw me down mercilessly.

"It's because you'll never believe me even if I told you, “I ignored him and instead concentrated on walking as fast as my heels could allow me. The high heels were killing me with each step I took. The eerie silence of the night was unsettling enough. Maybe I should have just waited for Alex at the club. I tried to call her but they went straight to voicemail. Having no other option, I unstrapped the heels dangling them in my hands as I found my way home, fighting the tears still attempting to run down my face. Ugh! Why couldn’t I be able to keep my composure around him? Why did he still affect me this much?

Fortunately, Antonette did not forget her purse, which contained her identification cards, phone, and the key to her house. James entered her home while still carrying Monette. Fortunately, despite his struggles to retrieve the key from her purse, he could still open the door to her house. James entered Antonette's bedroom immediately, turned on the lights, and then carefully placed Antonette on the bed. He turned his back on her after ensuring she was comfortably lying down. James was about to leave the bedroom to get a glass of warm water and wipe Antonette's face when Antonette grabbed one of his hands and pulled him back. When James turned to face Antonette, he noticed her eyes had opene

I took my bath hurriedly, put on the clothes I picked from the floor, and left the hotel in haste straight to the airport. I sat close to the window side, reminiscing on what had transpired yesterday. I had come to Vegas with my boyfriend Chris for an easter vacation. We were supposed to go sightseeing and tour in Vegas that day but unfortunately, I had to go alone because he suddenly developed a headache. I walked in on my boyfriend Chris, and a broomstick lady he was fucking beneath him. He was fucking her without shame and that alone made me cry. They didn't even stop after noticing my presence.

"Uhm, good to know that, ma'am. Well, at least I won't worry about where he is anymore. I'll just cancel all his appointments today so Sir Adam can rest and recover." "Yeah, you're right. Anyway, if you want to visit him at his condo, you can enter using his condo password." "Huh? But how, ma'am? I don't know his condo password." "It's simply 071723." "Oh, thank you for trusting me, ma'am."

Gavin chuckled. Christian felt a sudden, strange heat rise in his chest. “Shut up, G.” “She was a hooker, Nicky. Or some low-rent p**n actress. Something in the sex trade, guaranteed. She had to be, unless she was successfully disguised as a high-fashion model.” Christian strode over to the refrigerator, grabbing a cold bottle of water. “Tell me the truth,” Gavin teased, entirely missing the shift in the room's energy. “Does she fuck like a hooker?”

Because of my work, our daughter stayed with my parents back in my hometown. Even though I might not be able to perform as well as I used to, I still trusted that Kathleen wouldn't betray our marriage. After all, I had just seen her taking care of her bodily urges the night before. Then again, I couldn't imagine her using sheaths when she was alone. I picked up my phone and called Kathleen, wanting to ask what she was up to. She took a long time to answer, and when she did, her voice was trembling. "D-Darling, what's up? Do you need something?"

“Okay, here’s the deal. Put on something decent, grab your bag, and get ready. I’m picking you up in twenty minutes. We’re going out tonight.” “Kiara, I—” “No buts. You need to get out of that apartment and I’m not letting you mope like some tragic drama queen. We’ll drink, we’ll laugh, and you’ll feel a hundred times better. Deal?” Jeslyn paused. Then exhaled softly. “Okay. But not for long.” “Promise. Just all night,” Kiara teased with a laugh and hung up before Jeslyn could argue. *** Thirty minutes later, Jeslyn was in the passenger seat, wearing a light black blazer over a plain dress. Kiara glanced at her while driving.