Novel & Cerita Las Vegas Romance

But due to certain circumstances, the responsibility was given to Caelum and I. We traveled through the royal capital, Valeria. Since it's a formal trip, the limousine we're in, as well as our entourage carry the flag of Arcadia and the royal crest, so we don't really stop for traffic around here. If anything, traffic stops for us, which I found rather amazing and also too much. But the good thing is, we arrive at the Grand Hotel of Arcadia in a matter of minutes. Although it's not as grand as the palace, the hotel's facade is just as luxurious. It has a classic and romantic look to it–a contrast to the Palace's modern opulence.

Something seemed to be troubling him ever since they left the office. They walked out of the airport, where a sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom was already waiting. From the very first step into Las Vegas, Rose was treated to a level of luxury she had never imagined. No lines, no crowds—everything was perfectly arranged as if the city itself was welcoming her and Matteo. Inside the car, a chilled bottle of champagne sat in a bucket of ice, complete with two tall glasses. Rose gazed outside, eager to see Las Vegas for the first time. And the city lived up to its reputation.

Like he means to convey that, no one can and no one will be able to take me on a date better than the one I’ll be experiencing with him tonight. **** The ride lasts for around twenty five minutes before the limo comes to a smooth stop. Its dark outside so I can barely see anything from the tinted glass of the vehicle. The driver comes around to where we are sat and opens our door. Roman smoothly steps out before holding out his hand to guide me out. I place my palm in his and step out to the limousine to join him outside. My mouth drops open when I see the building in front of us. The restaurant we are standing in front of is not just any ordinary one. It’s the most expensive, popular and lu

“Why stop at Bali Love? We talked about me showing you around Naples. It’s one of my favorite cities. We can make love atop Mount Vesuvius. Visit the lovers at Pompeii. Make love in the catacombs. Naples is also home to some of the most beautiful castles and churches in the world. And after what I plan to do to you every night there, Love, I’ll certainly be in need of confession.” The wicked look on his face brought heat to her core. She tried to imagine all those sinful things Leo planned to do to her. Her face must have given her away because he laughed. “Would you care for a preview?” he continued. Leo’s hand slid beneath the covers. He began to massage her clit with his fingers before hi

"I'm already full, and if I eat this, I'm sure I won't be able to fit into a dress tomorrow." "Don't worry, I'll make sure you work off the calories," he teased. When he saw her blush, he added with a grin, "I'm just talking about a walk." She hastily lowered her head and concentrated on her dessert. After Craig paid, they drove downstairs and then leisurely strolled down the Las Vegas Strip. They stopped in front of the Bellagio Hotel and waited for the water features to start again. It wasn't long before the music started. The illuminated fountains rose to the beat of Celine Dion's "My heart will go on" and Jill was smitten. Craig stood behind her and at some point she felt his arms wrap a

Warning SPG Rated 18+ Drunk or not, Catherine knew she was being unreasonable and crazy enough to say "marry me now," especially here in Las Vegas. She knew she wasn't thinking clearly when she said "yes" to the hotty. What could go wrong? She once read that Vegas was a popular wedding spot, and for very good reasons: iconic chapels, speedy marriage licenses, and out-of-this-world venues. Whether your heart was set on a minimum of ten people or less, a micro wedding, or like now, they were planning a stupid one-time game of elopement, there was a Vegas ceremony with their name on it.

"Ryan, you're not really transferring me to the planning department, are you? I don't know anything about that side of the business. I'll be a disaster over there. Can't I just stay on your team? Did Emily say something to you again? I swear, I—" Ryan cut her off. He wasn't listening anyway. "Go with my assistant. Buy yourself a dress. You're coming with me to tonight's gala." Katie's heart leapt. But she still put on a troubled expression. "I'd love to be your date, Ryan, but what about Emily—" Ryan laughed coldly. "We're getting divorced. She doesn't get a say in who I bring anywhere." He tossed the divorce papers onto his desk as he spoke. Katie's eyes locked onto them. The joy in her exp

I rasped, and she nodded, listening attentively. I smiled and flipped the astrayed strand of her hair off her face, holding her cheeks gently while she blinked those glistening eyes. "What should I do for you?" She murmured, and I shrugged, clicking my tongue. "This girl is my fated mate. I don't want to reject her when I haven't tasted her pussy. If you're able to get her to my bed before the night party, I will consider making you my Luna." I stated bluntly, and she flinched, fluttering her eyes and letting out sharp breaths.

threatened Rena. "Jade, you want to sleep with me, right?" Romeo's head was dizzy. The perverted wolf rebelled because his lover tempted him. "Until when?" sighed Romeo resignedly. "Until we return to Germany." "No! That's not called a honeymoon. Honeymoon, we have to have sex so that we are happy. Channeling all the passionate desires!" Romeo's correction. "It's not a honeymoon, but a full moon. You feel how it feels." Rena didn't care about Romeo, who had gone to great lengths to persuade her to return.

"Yup. Venice, the city of love. Perfect for a honeymoon. And I promise, no bikinis." She rolled her eyes. "Just couldn't help yourself, could you?" His grin was unrepentant. "Tried to. There's the food." He kissed his fingers and rattled off something in Italian. "The music and the art. You are going to love Venice, mia cara." "There's no third party present, Drew. You don't have to call me a pet name." "Friends have pet names for one another." She placed the heel of her palms over her eyes. "Don't tell me that, Drew."