Mirabel X Camilo Heat Novels & Stories

She grinned and all the anger in me evaporated. "Why the hell does her smile affects me" I thought frowning. "Good day sir" the ice cream vendor greeted me and I nodded "how much ice cream did she consumed" I asked and his next word shock to me, well not that I'm too shocked because I expected it after she ate five plates of pasta and three cans of Coca-Cola. I paid him and dragged away. MELISSA'S POV

But even those friends couldn't—or wouldn't—give her any information about him. She knew his name. Gabriel Peralta. That was it—if that was even his real name. She also knew he was six foot four of lean hard muscle with thick silken black hair she loved to run her fingers through, a hawk nose and eyes like onyx. Hands that could make a woman's body writhe in pleasure and a magnificent cock that stretched her to capacity and made her explode with its friction. And scars whose origin he refused to discuss.

How could he have gotten close to her in just two years? But looking at Cameron's stunning face and figure, Mirabelle grew uncertain. Why wouldn't it be possible? Just her looks and body alone were enough to stir desire in men. Mirabelle barely managed to calm her flustered emotions to shoot Cameron a defiant smile. "So what? Can you let go of the past? Can you stop hating him?" Mirabelle stepped closer until only Cameron could hear her. Her voice was laced with contempt. "Can you sleep peacefully next to him every night? Do you see Melissa Laurier standing in front of you covered in blood when you close your eyes? Do you hear her asking you why you chose to marry the man responsible for her

I can feel my body heat up just from her unwanted presence here. “And what do you think I mean?” Mirabel’s eyes rake over me in a way that makes the hair on my skin stand. “You practically want Caleb to be all over you at this club, right? With his hard dick in your little virgin hole, and all. That's why you agreed to be here, isn't it?” I feel my cheeks flame. I squeeze my hands at my sides, my nails piercing into my palms. What exactly is she aiming for, saying that?

Bella said without hesitation. "No," Xavier said instantly. "You can't go," she argued. "You're the face of the company. If something goes wrong-" "Exactly why you can't go." Mirabel raised a hand. "Let me. I've run dark simulations before. My mind's trained to recognize false memory loops." Bella hesitated. "You're sure?" "I don't need to be sure," Mirabel said, sitting at the sync station. "I just need to be faster than him."

She chuckled loudly and let go of his neck. Xayne raised her head to see him as he left the place. "Are you drooling over my man?". Mirabel asked. "That's a no". Xayne said and turned to her. "You don't look like someone who's been in love before". She said. "Yeah". "Love hurts girl, it's a game of luck, first try always turns out messy, you think you got the sexiest and romantic dude but turns out be a romantic son of the devil". She said and gulped in the content of the cup she held.

he said, his eyes still on me. “He didn't keep me, he imprisoned me,” I said, pulling my hands back. “Feisty. I like her,” Xavier's eye brow rose, as he looked at Theo. “What do you want Xavier? It's getting late,” Theo's voice was low but steady, his face flat. “Celeste food of course and the pleasure of seeing your scowling face,” Xavier said, walking past us toward the dining room. “I had an argument with a girl Mirabelle and I need your perspective about it,” Xavier said, as I furrowed my eye brows.

Mirabel took his face instead, standing over him and grinding her soaked pussy against his mouth. “Suck my clit, baby. Make your Mistress cum on your tongue.” Michael obeyed desperately, sucking hard on her swollen nub while his tongue fucked her hole. Mirabel’s juices ran down his chin as she rode his face, moaning loudly and rolling her hips. The emotional intensity mixed with the raw filth. Mirabel’s voice cracked with obsession as she ground harder. “Don’t you dare think about Vanessa taking you from us.” Mitchelle rode his cock even more aggressively, her competitive fire turning every thrust into a claim.

“...breaking news this morning! Actress Mirabel Vanroe, known for her role in Empire’s Fire, has announced her engagement to none other than Vincent Everglow!” The mug I cradled in my hands slipped, shattering on the floor. My pulse raced as I grabbed the remote and turned up the volume. My chest tightened as the screen displayed picture after picture of Vincent and Mirabel, arm in arm, smiling like they belonged in a fairytale. “Fans are already swooning over the couple’s chemistry,” the anchor gushed. “Mirabel shared this photo on her social media last night, calling Vincent her ‘forever.’ And we’ve got to admit—they look absolutely perfect together.”

Mirabel said as she walked to an empty room. She put off her clothes and washed them, then had a long, refreshing bath. When she laid on the bed, she stared at the ceiling for a while and felt glad that she was no longer head over heels for Connor. It seemed as if the hatred she had harbored in her heart, towards him, had taken away the love she once had for him. Although, the hatred was gone and now, she just saw him as a partner that would help her achieve her dreams, which one of them was taking Liliana down. She thought of so many things until she fell asleep.