Novel & Cerita Lovergirl Book

Anderson says and Sarah smiles and leaves after waving at me. Lily time to wear professional look on your face. I give him the tab and he looks at it for a minute then tells me to make some changes. I jot that down on my notepad. As he drinks his coffee, I leave to call certain clients to fix some meetings and cross check everything. I love staying busy. From running one place to another or running my brain to solve something. In all girls school, I ran for president and won too. I busied myself in everything to forget my grief. At first, it was library or book club then school president.

The other waitresses watched with bitter eyes as she slipped in and out of the VIP lounge, her smile lingering longer than necessary and her presence glowing brighter than it had any right to. “She gets the billionaire table?” Lola hissed, her voice dripping with disbelief and rage. She adjusted her corset top for the fourth time that night, her foundation melting slightly from the kitchen heat and fury combined. “I can’t believe it. I put on lashes for this job tonight. Lashes! I walk around in heels so high my knees tremble—and the wretch who wears flats gets the VIPs? Those guys must be blind.”

I believe it's the right thing to do- for myself and for those who were affected by my childish behavior. In front of my luggage, I sighed. I composed myself, held my chin up, and thought, "Woman, this is best for everyone. Go on, try to find a new environment, take some time for yourself to realize and understand YOU. You are so young to dictate and make someone love you. Love can't be forced. Soon enough, someone out there will love you and treat you the same way you wanted to be treated. You have a long and beautiful future. Stay strong, embrace maturity, and move on beautifully, BITCH!"

It was beyond words. Her toes curled as the tingling sensation traveled there from her center, caused by none other than her Gypsy lover. She thought the pleasure was never going to cease as he continued to move his lips and tongue on the sensitive hood. That liquid fire continued to burn within her body and colorless hot lava flooded to the outer core of her femininity. She moaned louder as he didn’t stop to make her come. Her knees buckled and her body spasmed, making her breathless and perspire to no end.

Everyone welcomed me with their questions earlier but Jemarie was a latecomer that's why she's trying to entertain me right now. "I am fine, and I don't know about Wren. And I'm not interested in answering the rest of your questions," I replied which pushed her to huff. "What a boring woman you are. I know you're recently in a honeymoon yesterday. So tell me about it! It excites me to get married!" I made my eyes into slits. Look, the single woman whose goal was to not get married was now opposing her plan. Just because we have the same plan back then, she's motivated to get married already.

"I'm very pleased to meet you, Miss Karin Ruiz! My name is Maddison Flores," the nice-looking girl said, properly introducing herself because she's also lending her hand to me. I would look rude if I wouldn't accept it so we shook hands. A volt of electricity struck through our hands when they touched each other. Who would feel so calm here? I am actually facing the real girl I met by the mall. I was introducing myself to that girl who bought the same off-shoulder outfit like what I had bought! Maddison Flores. She's giving me the suspicious vibe.

“The only person that loves filth is you, Nikolai. Everything was always about you.” I paused, cast her a glance and nodded. “Let's find out.” I poured the content of the bag on the floor and Arianna froze as she watched the items. “No, you are not using that on me,” her legs moved to protest after having her arms clinging to her back. “Do not bring that here.” “Let's get your memories back,” I found what I was looking for and as I stepped closer to Arianna with the vibrator and lube, I watched as she looked around, helplessness glued to her face— with the silent emotion that never leaves.

Evelyn’s POV My head throbbed. Everything was spinning. I groaned softly and tried to sit up. My eyes opened slowly, and confusion hit me like a wave. Where… am I? This wasn’t my room. The sheets were silk, smooth beneath my skin. The air smelled expensive—like cologne, leather, and something else I couldn’t place. I looked down. I was wrapped in a white towel. Nothing else. Panic exploded in my chest. I clutched the towel tighter and looked around the unfamiliar

He lapped it all, rising with lips glistening, cock hard again. “My turn,” I whispered, sliding off the counter. I pushed him against the fridge, dropping to my knees on the tile. Cold floor bit my skin, but I didn’t care. His cock bobbed in front of me, tip weeping. I took him deep—throat relaxing, swallowing around him until he hit the back. “Fuck, Lovia…” His hands tangled in my braid, guiding but not forcing. I bobbed, hollowing cheeks, tongue swirling the underside.

We act all uncomfortable, weird and distant towards one another, well more like her. I got to my room and stripped me, leaving me in my just my boxes and sports bra. I took my laptop from the nightstand and decide on watching some movie and finally picking 'Below her mouth' even though I've watched it thrice before ,but what can I say it's a good movie. Half way through there's a knock on my door ,but I don't feel like getting up to open it so I just shout instead. "Who is it!?" "It's me Angelina, can I come in?"