Millie X Moxie Novels & Stories

Moore asked, prepared to act. "No. That's exactly what he wants. Cause a scene in the middle of Emma's party, where he knows my family isn't welcome." Millie grunted, "Let's just move out of his way and keep him at a safe distance. But you're allowed to break his nose if he tries anything." she shrugged, knowing that Austin probably wouldn't pass up this opportunity to be humiliated.

Just when I thought he might ignore me entirely, Marcelo turned, flashing that infuriatingly cocky smile that never seemed to die. Typical Marcelo Marino. “It is alright, Zio,” he said with a smirk. His gaze flicked to Jayce for a brief second before coming back to me. “I hope he is okay now.” “He is,” I said with a sigh, running my fingers through my hair. “Shit. I need to know what drug he was shot with. It did not seem like anything you can find on the market.” “It is R3D,” Marcelo replied.

I smiled. “Judging by the way you’re dressed,” said Millie, “you have a job already?” “Yeah, I start as a software developer at Indigo Limited today,” I admitted. “Indigo fucking Limited?” Millie repeated, mind-blown. “Why, is there something wrong?” I asked awkwardly, scratching my arm. Millie let out a giggle. “No, just that the CEO of that place is an absolute babe!” Maisie said coyly, her cheeks flushing bright pink as she bit her lip.

“Cowgirl. Bounce like a slut.” Milo straddled Rex—reverse cowgirl, sinking slow inch by inch, ass cheeks clapping loud. He bounced, wet squelch, Rex’s hands gripping hips, guiding hard, thumbs digging into flesh. Brianna whistled sharp. “Cream it” she said. “White on his cock. Froth it.” Milo ground down—froth building, thick white cream coating Rex’s shaft, dripping down balls in filthy rivers, splattering the desk..

We finished dinner and the women ordered dessert. I ordered coffee because I really wasn’t a dessert person. It had nothing to do with watching my figure or sticking to a certain diet for my work-outs, I just didn’t like sweet things. I didn’t even take sugar in my coffee. “So what do you do for fun other than work and study and taking your clothes off in bars?” Melissa asked me with a smile. She was leaning closer to me now and her hand was on my arm again. I wanted to push it off but I knew that I would come across as rude. She had no right to touch me with Adelie sitting a few feet away from me.

“Oh my God Millie, I am sure the whole apartment heard you moan. Like girl, you never even moaned like that whenever we were doing it.” ##########

Scratch that, almost half of them rush out of the room with stares and whispers when they realized who he was. "Turtles! From Nemo and-and Moana..." Madeline whispered as she leaned against the glass, nose bumping into it. She wanted to dip her hand to the water, but she wasn't tall enough. "No using of plastic straws, only metal straws~" a singsong like chant came from her, like a mantra she memorizes. She proceeded to walk to the other tanks, talking about Gill and Marlin and Dory, characters from shows Dario wasn't familiar with.

Moover City, Country Z Moover City is one of the biggest Cities in Country Z, wherein it was the busiest city in the country. It has malls, supermarkets, churches, hospitals, hotels, resorts, and many more. This country is ruled by a President and a democratic country, but aside from the President, they say that there is much more powerful than him and it was none other than Mr. Mariano Accetturo. Known for being a magnate and a mafia lord in country Z. His word is a law in the place where he resides. Many politicians need to win his approval for them to win, he remains low-key even tho he is at the peak of his time. Coming from a very powerful clan they also experience a crisis in their fam

Moxie, my childhood friend, was a beautiful blonde with piercing hazel eyes. “I need a plan,” I told her. “A plan for what?” she asked, looking up from her book. “How to get back at Rylan and Tiffany, of course! I want them to beg for mercy, to suffer for every strand of hair I lost and the slap my mom gave me. I want to strangle them!” I said, demonstrating with my hands. Moxie sighed. “Maya, you’re taking this too far. Let it go. You can regrow your hair, and I’m sure the slap doesn’t hurt anymore. Why are you so bent on vengeance?”

POV Millie I’ve somehow already lost Steph. Whatever..she’ll be a busy woman tonight..time to find X. This place is packed and the music is blaring through my ears, the effects of the bass have centered itself in the middle of my head bringing a headache on within minutes. I twist and turn myself through a crowd of people. Some drunk guy puts his hand on my waist and whispers some sort of unrecognizable flirty slur in my ear. If X saw that this guy had his sloppy hands on me, he would probably be dead. I move away ignoring him and try to get to the VIP area that I know X must be at. The VIP section comes into view but I don’t see X, it’s some of X’s guys and some random skanky gir