Lorraine And Marco Novel Novels & Stories

’ She purred. Goosebumps appeared all over my skin as I heard that. ‘Camille?’ My voice was filled with urgency. ‘Camille…’ She didn’t reply, but I could smell the putrid smell of gasoline sifting through the door. In the book, Mr Rorchester was almost burned alive in his bedroom by his mad wife, before Jane had saved him. I became frantic, running around the house to look for an exit that I couldn’t find. The candles were burned out and my phone was dead. I didn’t even know where or what I was doing.

I breathed. The lock clicked. Inside, Torin had his shirt halfway over his head. That paused me for half a heartbeat. Then I flew forward, grabbed the fabric, and held it there, trapping him. “Marl,” he growled. “Let go.” “Nope. Not happening,” I said sweetly. “I’ve got you exactly where I want you.” “Oh yeah?” he shot back. “You think so?” I grinned. “Pretty damn sure.” “You’re playing a risky game,” Torin murmured. Not loud. Not threatening. Just steady.

As the workers chatted among themselves and exited the room, Marco, Patricia, and Loraine remained behind in the hall. Loraine perused the document in her hands when she suddenly stopped, lifting her gaze to linger on Marco, who was engrossed in conversation with Patricia. Her attention then snapped to Patricia, who nodded along as Marco spoke, tidying his files in a sleek black briefcase. Loraine found herself in awe, wondering how someone could be so stunning. She stared at Patricia for a moment before shifting her gaze to Marco, who seemed like a perfectly sculpted figure.

Since Terrence is aware of the relationship status of Nicole with Louie, he immediately urge Nicole that they can join Marco's table in the hope that Nicole will get to chance to get to know new people with new perspective. Finally, they join Marco's table, Terrence knew that he is interested with Nicole so he started talking to dig more about Marco, "Do you have any partner, girlfriends etc. Marco?" Terrence said. Marco did reply while he was smiling "Actually I just got from break up last month." Nicole didn't know exactly what is going on and just listening. Marco did offer her a beer but since Nicole is extra cautious on the place, she pretends to spill it along with Marco. "Oh, I'm sorr

Marco said, his voice low. “Because we already know who it is.” I grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him closer. “Who the fuck is it?!” My heart slammed violently against my ribs, each beat louder than the last, as if it already knew the answer would change everything. Marco swallowed hard, his eyes meeting mine with a mix of anger and pity. He took a deep breath before the words finally left his mouth. “Liora. It’s Liora.”

Back at the Bellini port, Elara stood beside Lorenzo watching the first cargo shipment of the day leave the dock. Behind her, the Orion network had stabilised. The southern corridor remained intact. But she knew something Marco still hadn’t revealed. The final attack. And somewhere across the city… Marco was preparing it. Marco has lost the Bellini fracture attempt, but he is now preparing his final move against the Orion system.

Her eyes drifted toward the garden where Jack and Uncle Nolan stood there with glasses of scotch in hand. “But I’m very sure our boys are going to make him eat dirt where he belongs.” “You knew?” I asked quietly. She looked at me like the answer was obvious. “My dear Lorraine,” she said with a small laugh, “if you’re married to a Winehouse, there are no secrets allowed.” She tilted her head toward the men. “What do you think those two eggheads have been buzzing about this whole time?” Both of us looked back at them. Uncle Nolan said something that made Jack chuckle under his breath before taking a sip of his drink.

* * * * Leo Pov; My mind was a mess—spinning with thoughts of how I could get to her… and how I could take her away from Marco. “Dude?” It was Aaron. Right, I was at his bar again. There was only one reason I kept coming back here—Marco. I was waiting for him. “Oh?” I replied, not even turning to look. “Confirmed!” I furrowed my brows and finally faced him. “The other day, Natalie was at Marco’s condo. He even bought another unit—just to move her in.” “How do you know that?” He pulled out a camera. “A paparazzi I caught the other night was secretly taking pictures of Marco.”

Since they knew of Marco's and Winnie's engagement, naturally, their assumption was Jacyn was the other woman. Marco didn't know what to say, he looked at Jacyn helplessly. "Hi Miss, I'm Jacyn, Marco's friend," she introduced herself, stressing the word 'friend'. She smiled widely at her, "...and you are?" "Oh, you are his friend, did I hear you right?" She calmed down a little. But she still looked like she would kill for him. "I'm Winnie Lou, Marco's fiance." "Really?" She looked at Marco knowingly. "Marco, why did you never mention your fiancee to me?" She asked innocently. "Or maybe, she’s just not worth mentioning?" She added sarcastically.

Hated that Nathan was outside there begging while I fucked his father. But I just couldn’t help it. Marco leaned, wet lips sucking my earlobe as he whispered, “We are close…” His deep voice was adding to the pressure building. “I doubt he makes you feel this good.” My pussy clenched around his cock. “It’s even hotter knowing he’s outside while I satisfy you…his fiancée.” Fuck. One more thrust, another hard one. I shattered, a muffled scream leaving my lips as I held onto Marco tightly. He followed immediately, spilling all his contents inside me with a low groan.