Little Miss Sunshine Dwayne Novels & Stories

She had been called a foodie already, she can as well act as a foodie. " Where is your money? Don't you think you can leech off me. You're way richer than I am!", Dawn said as she came out of the bedroom. She recalled something. "Oh! My cousin may drop by later. He called in the morning", "Dylan? He came back to B- city?", Rosa asked Dawn. " Yes. He is going to work at HBC as an anchor now", Dawn said. "Well, he is handsome anyway. I'm sure he is still as popular among girls as he is back then"

A smile from Dwane always sways you away from your worries, which leads me to his large fan base of girls but it never affected me cause I know my baby is loyal. Well my baby Dwane is the CEO of Royal industry. So he is definitely every woman's dream, handsome, rich, loving and famous "Hey babe, sorry about that. I just wanted to see you cause I miss you" he suddenly said, scratching his head a bit. I snapped my head to him instantly to meet his eyes, looking at him I saw the tiredness and guilt in his eyes. Trying so hard to swallow the piece of burger in my mouth, I replied "yeah its fine no biggie. I missed you to loml" I laughed sheepishly then smiled warmly at him, he smiled back.

I asked Dwayne as he walked up to me, with his eyes firmly fixed on Cha-nel's ass. He patted me on the back, "Just some loving." "Fuck when?" He laughed, "You need to give that to Adele too. That'll get her in the mood." I shook my head, "Do you think of anything apart from sex?" "Nope!" Once we got inside the hall, I did a quick scan and saw exactly what I'd expected-the flashing lights, the loud music-and I felt like turning away. Dwayne knew what was going on in my mind as he blurted out, "For once in your life Liam Wilson. Have a good time?"

, Dwayne said grabbing Daphne’s hand and leaving without letting the two women say goodbye to each other. One outside the venue Daphne took her hand back and very annoyed at what he just did “Why would you do that? I was talking to her”, “I didn’t like the question she was asking you”, Dwayne shrugged try not to match her anger, “She was acting nosey, besides I thought you said you didn’t like Lunas”, “She’s the only one I can stand and I think you just ruined it by pushing her away”, Daphne walked away but he caught up with her.

But she didn't want the little girl to see her in the bitter mood she was in. "Mr. Wayne just arrived, Miss," Nerry reported. "Let him in." "Right away." Her immediate disappearance had a charming man walk in in a businessman's suit. If the a.c wasn't on she would be erratically fanning her face from heat. "Good morning, Miss. Woods." His signature smile exhibited those killer dimples she had come to admire more than life itself. "Have a seat, Mr. Way--" "Dylan. I insist." Louisa tilted her chin with elegance. "How can I help you?"

“I’ll welcome him myself. Show him the empty VVIP room while I get ready. Give him a bottle of our limited edition Jack Daniels and some ice. Tell the boys not to disturb him unless they want to end up on the meat market.” It was a joke. Dawn didn’t really like Jack Daniels, but Jericho loved seeing his irritated expression whenever he came to the bar. It was a pun and a jab at the mafia boss’ identity, their little inside joke. Dawn never used his real name here either, and Jericho would call him Sunny instead, another pun with his name. It was going to be either Sunny or Sunshine, and Dawn chose the former. He wasn’t willing to let people misunderstand his relationship with Jericho, and th

Mabel's POV I looked up at his face and a big fat smirk was plastered on it. This is going to be bad I'm sure!!. "Damon" "Damon" Dwayne and I called simultaneously and we turned to look at each other immediately. "No no no , it's Brian Castillo" he said with a small laugh "You know him" Dwayne asked and I nodded slowly. "How come you know him " I asked . "It's the Damon we talked about" he said and I staggered backwards slowly , that answer caught me unawares.

Returning the key felt more like a farewell. Dwayne looked at me with a hesitant expression. I was frustrated with his habit of speaking only half of his thoughts. Impatiently, I said, "If there's anything else, say it all at once." After a moment of internal struggle, Dwayne spoke up. "Mr. Harrison, Mrs. Harrison seems... to have really given up on you." I glared at Dwayne, who quickly explained, "Mr. Harrison, Mrs. Harrison is now with Genevieve."

Grace pivoted in her exquisite peach colored dress, delighted to come face to face with Mr Dwayne Bright. "Mr Bright, it's been a while. You look splendid," Grace affirmed, wrapping her arms around the handsome, blonde man for a warm hug. Dwayne was smartly garbed in a tuxedo with white and black colored stripes. The style of his hair had been altered, causing him to look younger and even more attractive than Grace had remembered. Once they had parted from each other, Dwayne scanned Grace's striking face and overall appearance with an approving grin on his lips.

His white dress shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his chest, exposing the tanned skin and the edge of his tattoo. But it was his hand that stole the air from my lungs. His belt was undone, his zipper was down. His large hand was inside his trousers, moving in a slow stroke. He looked at the camera. His eyes were dark, heavy-lidded, and focused entirely on me. "Hi, Sunshine," his voice came through the AirPods, deep and rich, wrapping around my brain like smoke. "Luca," I whispered, barely mouthing the word. "Don't speak," he commanded softly. "Just listen and watch."