Marco X Kelly Novels & Stories

Kelly hissed, her eyes flashing with anger. Marcus's smile faded, replaced by a cold, hard stare. "I'm a smart guy. I’m not going to get caught. And neither are you, as long as you do your job." Kelly felt a cold shiver run down her spine at his tone, but she refused to back down. "If anything goes wrong, I’m denying everything. I won't go down with you for this." Marcus's expression softened slightly, and he leaned back, raising his hands in a celebration gesture. "Relax, Kelly. Nothing's going to go wrong. We've come too far to mess up now."

Alonzo’s limousine sped away into the night. “Are you okay?” Markos asked, his tone softer now. I nodded, though my hands were still shaking. The thought that something could have happened was appalling. “Thank you. I don’t know what he was planning, but it didn’t feel right.” Markos’s expression hardened. “Alonzo is a sex trafficker, Hazel. You need to be careful.” I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “How do you know?” He didn’t answer me. Instead, he opened the passenger door for me and gestured for me to enter. The tension between us was palpable, the silence was heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

“Girl, I knew he was too damn fine to be safe. But why didn’t you stop when you realized the files were... you know…illegal?” I shrugged. “Couldn’t back down, Daya. You know I hate quitting.” She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they’d stick. “That stubbornness is gonna get you killed one day.” She leaned closer. “So you think Marco’s, like, from the… Maroon fam—” “Marano,” I corrected automatically. “Not Maroon. And yeah, obviously. Why else would he announce his last name like that? But I don’t get it—I just helped Xavier. It’s not like I’m walking around with the file in my pocket.”

Kael had all the power right now. While Marco was busy grunting and thrusting deep, his phone slipped out of his back pocket onto the bed beside me. My hand shook as I slowly reached for it. He was so focused on fucking me that he didn’t notice. I gripped the phone tightly and hid it under the pillow. Marco fucked me for what felt like forever. He finally groaned loud and came inside me, filling me with his hot cum. I felt disgusting. Used. Kael clapped slowly. “Good job. Clean her up later. We’re not done playing.”

she murmured in appreciation. Marco's stomach twisted uncomfortably at the sheer amusement in her voice. Grace turned her attention to the suited man standing before her, holding the letter as she gave him a curious look. "Are you KS?" she asked with an arched brow, oblivious to Marco's looming presence behind her. Xy who was ever composed, gave a short shake of his head. "I am merely the delivery man." Grace scoffed, holding the flowers tightly. "A delivery guy in a custom-made suit?"