Luxuria の小説・ストーリー

She took a deep breath and said, “Sorry.” She then turned to the three servants and said, “Put the things down and go back.” “Yes,” the servants put down the things and left. Stella sat there and charted with me. But the rich girls like them mostly talked about skincare products and luxuries. I just sat there and didn’t say anything. But Gloria and Stella talk a little more. “The most popular thing in the world right now is the design of Light. All products that she designed are considered luxurious.” Stella said.

Halfway home, I told Gregor to take a different turn. “To where?” he asked, taking a quick glance at me before turning back to the road. “There’s a place I want to stop by.” He nodded without questions. A few minutes later, we pulled up to Luzé, one of the finest designer boutiques in the city. It was the kind of boutique you go into and never want to come out of. It was the kind I had pictured for Rain. Luxe was a big building, with a floor-to-ceiling glass, white interiors, and clean gold trims. Understated but dripping wealth. I wanted Rain to build up her brand first, then she’d be up there contending with Luze and every other brand.

The private express elevator ascended into the heavens of Manhattan with a breathless, silent velocity. When the polished obsidian doors finally glided back, they revealed a sprawling, multi-million-dollar sanctuary of high-fashion digital luxury. The penthouse sky-lounge was a masterpiece of metallic brocade fabrics, deep burgundy velvet textures, and towering glass panels that looked out over a sea of shimmering city lights. A soft, ambient golden luminescence cast long, sultry shadows across the room, catching the pristine crystal decanters and the sleek, dark marble surfaces. It was a space designed for absolute power and exquisite vice.

His hot, heavy breath sprayed directly over my bare, un-mated glands, sending a violent, electric shiver racing straight down to my thighs. “If your definition of ‘luxury’ satisfies me,” Lyall whispered, his voice dropping into a low, predatory purr that made my skin tingle with a terrifying heat, “I’ll not only mark you... but I’ll also show you exactly how hard a ‘starving’ man will work after being treated.” Fuck! I cursed furiously, my mind spinning into chaos. My pale face instantly erupted into a burning, vivid crimson. This wretched, cunning rogue didn't care about the mark at all—he just wanted to get to his "luxurious accommodations" right now!

Well, only luck can tell. Luxuria is the new name of her fashion line. It will be different from Fontana. Fontana is a brand made for the wealthy people. This time Luxuria will not only cater to the rich but also the middle and lower class customers. “Have you already created a plan, Miss Harrison?” Abby asked while driving them out of the mall’s parking lot. “Yes and I wish to meet get a deal with Lois as soon as possible. I want to discuss few things with him before I can start.”

So I swallow the lump in my throat and say, “Built upon a land once owned by the Virtus family—.” Papa’s smile freezes. I ignore it and increase the volume of my voice. “—Lux City is a premier entertainment for the elite.” Papa is frowning in disapproval, his stare cautioning my word choice, and so I nod and add, increasing in speed with each word, “50 gaming tables, 150 presidential suites with an in-built pool and jacuzzi, 3 four-Michelin star restaurants, a golf course, an alpine ski resort….” The slides reel as fast as my words.

“Exclusive club. Tonight.” I blinked. “What?” “Arian and I won this stupid game last week,” Solange continued. “Long story, involves trivia and a very drunk promoter. Anyway—we got access to LUXE.” Eva’s eyes widened. “No way.” “Yes way.” “Isn’t that the place with the velvet rope and the models?” Eva asked. “And the price tags that induce cardiac arrest,” Arian added, sliding into the conversation from behind Solange. I frowned. “Why are you telling me this?”

LUXURIA She has always been a fucking drug to me. I have always needed her. Needed to have her with me, to feel her supple skin shudder under my hard thrusts, to watch her pale skin turn red under the harshness of my spanks. I have always needed to hear her pretty moans. To hear what she sounded like when she wasn't being such a decent, prim girl. I have always needed to hear what she sounded like, dirty and naughty and now all of those needs were slowly being satisfied.

There were many reasons why many heiresses liked Luxie. Not only was the fact that its name was tied slightly to luxury but the decor and ambiance was just something else to behold. From the crystal glasses that make the lighting on the room even more beautiful and conspicuous and the polished tables and chandeliers that dangled down from the roof. The music in Luxie was always the most elegant. From violin to piano to recitals to solos. It was so elegant that being in such space alone was enough to make you feel good.