Novel & Cerita Matthew Mcconaughey

His vivid blue-grey eyes were already boring holes in my being when I locked eyes with his hues. He was towering over me, he’s Shaquille O'Neal looking down at my Eva Longoria height. I froze when he reached for my face, unable to step back because the closed door of the bathroom was behind me. “W-what are you doing?” I knew he won’t hurt me, but base on my experiences, looks can be fucking deceiving. He placed his closed palms under my chin, his thumb brushing the side of my mouth. “You got drools, Sweetheart.”

McLauren leaned back in his chair, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his eyes narrowing as Mona came into view on the screen. Red hair. Soft face. Out of place. Interesting. "Who the hell is she?" he muttered, more to himself than anyone else. Behind him, the manager shifted nervously, already sweating. "Uh... she's new. Ticket booth." McLauren didn't look at him. "Name." "Mona." Silence. Long. Heavy. McLauren watched the screen, studying the way she smiled, the way she reacted to Kane. The way Kane reacted to her.

Suddenly, the door opens, and I look up to see Henry rushing in. "Henry," I say as I quickly hug him and cry on his chest. "It's okay, Sierra. I am here now," he says as he gently sits me down on the couch, wiping away the tears from my face as I try not to cry too hard. I look at Henry, who is trying to calm me down, and I speak.

Mathew asked seriously confused, "I really don't want to get into this with you right now Mr McConaughey,she just need to take off the bottom that's all,she would use a cloth to cover up,I just need access to her….. would you just trust me and not think I enjoy putting my fingers in every female!"

It was him. Mateo Santiago.

Travis Maybe this was a bad idea hosting the game while Kaylee and her friends used the pool , I wish I didn't notice that a particular girl barley legal has on a thong bikini I also don't like the way the guys are looking at her ,or how I am looking at her as she laughs with a boy I don't recognise is he her boyfriend?. "I don't remember high school girls looking like that while i was in high school " Michael unlike Carter he's divorced and has sworn off woman after his Ex wife took half of everything he ever worked for.

"He didn't react well at first, but now he's really excited. It hasn't even been two months, and he already wants to decide on a name." "Wow, Sarah! That's amazing! Congratulations!" "Yeah. The new mommy in town." "Does everyone know?" "No. Just Matt, Brad, some of the girls, and now you." "And Lisa?" "I haven't told her yet." "She's going to go crazy!" "I know. It even scares me." "Kate?" A male voice calls my name. I turn around and come face to face with Michael Grey. Oh my god! It's been so long since I last saw him. Almost four years.

The color matched perfectly with her plump red lips and shimmery eyeshadow and highlights. With a perfect woman like her, there’s also her perfect mate John. Looking sharp as ever in his fancy black tuxedo with a white dress shirt and black tie. And his hair sleek and shiny styled back with his beard trimmed and brushed neat. Looking like a true mafia king from those fictional romance novels women dream of, tough and scary looking, but hot at the same time. With Bethany at his side, they looked untouchable. They were busy conversating with a few people, one of them being Dr. Torres the pack’s doctor, until they notice our approach. Dr. Torres and the others bow and greet us before they excus

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.

As I gazed at the night sky in McCall, my thoughts drifted back to my life in Mexico. It was just a year ago that I lived in constant fear and looked over my shoulder every moment of the day. My father, once the king of the cartel, lost his power due to his greed. He forced me to move here to hide until things settled down, but I knew deep down that one day, the consequences of his actions would catch up with him.