Moka Rosario Novels & Stories

I say and she smiles with a little bend of the knees. "Nice to meet you too, Madame." She says and I shake my head. "It's just Kera. Please." I tell her and she giggles nodding. Rosalia has beautiful silky brown hair with bright blue eyes and soft pink lips. She looks like a real life doll but in a good way. Her and her mother do look very alike. "Is Alessio awake yet? I mean Mr. Marino." Rosalia quickly adds. I raise my brows before nodding, keeping my eyes on her. "He's just laying down." I say before going back to pouring coffee in four cups.

Diego waved his hand to gain the bartenders attention. A guy with a ginger beard approached. He couldn’t be older then his twenties maybe early thirties. The sleeve to his white shirt rolled up revealing green tattoos across his white skin. “What will it be guys?” he spoke with an accent. What accent was that? Irish? “I will have a four roses, make it a double please mate and whatever these two are having” Diego placed his card on the counter to pay. I didn’t know what a Four Roses was but I could Bet any money it’s a whiskey.

Did she just say that? Gosh! Who would have believed. That the one and only Rosalina Serrano, the soon to be bride of the leader of the Italian mafia group 'Felix Montego' would be here begging a mere guest house owner to give her a good fuck. He smirked and closed the distance between them, crawling onto the couch between her splayed thighs. He aligned his throbbing cock with the depth of her pulsating cunt before sliding his dick fully into her. She moaned. He started pumping Into her with his careful movement. He pulled out and slid back in, but she wanted more.more.

He had hooped up an espresso coffee machine with electric cords and water hoses. "What does everyone want?" he said, throwing his arms wide. "Cappucino, latte, cocoa?" Mom stared with her mouth hanging open, amazed. Mitko bowed to her with a flourish. "Gorgeous lady, what can I get you?" "This is Darci's mom," said Zoya. "Oh, mother of the Kapitan!" Mitko gasped and shook Mom's hand vigorously. "Do you know what a great player your daughter is?" Mom mumbled something, embarrassed and overwhelmed.

My wolf—silent for five years, dormant and broken—suddenly roared to life. MATE. No. No, this wasn’t—this couldn’t— Klaus’s eyes went wide. His grip tightened. His lips formed a single word, barely a whisper: “Margaux?”

He groans in pain. "Yah, my Rosa! How can you be so cruel to me?" "Feeling better now, Mr. Mafia?" She smirks, looking at him. "Is it proven that I have no interest in you?" He rolls his eyes while turning his gaze toward her. "Look, how pathetic you are. Always try to prove you're not weak." JK tries to sit but has problems with it. Seeing his struggle, Rosalia steps forward instantly to help him so that he doesn't face any problems while he sits. He shoves her hand instantly as she tried to help him. "Did I ask for your help?" "Y-you were having problems with—" "I'm warning you—never try to show me mercy! You have no interest in me; why do you care?" His sudden burst makes her silent this

He thought that the woman is just pretending to be innocent and cute to get his attention, but it turns out that she really is clueless about the party. “Do you want me to explain it to you?” Darrem asked the obvious question. Serene nodded. “Yes, please.” Darrem smiled a bit, his dimples showing, but the light was a bit dim now so it was hard to see. He really liked the way she say please to him. “The whole Casa Roma used a card door lock system. That ticket that cost 2000 bucks has two access, one on the party, and another to the hotel room. You need to swipe the ticket on the card reader to register your ticket and to open doors. Casa Roma is not really a hotel but a semi-motel, because t

wika ni Gringo matapos malunok ang bikig na humarang sa kanyang lalamunan. Matiyaga ngang naghintay ang babae. Yapos pa nga nito ang katawan na sinuotan ng manipis na robang puti. Rosario was endearingly modest. Kahit na ilang ulit pa niyang sabihin na perpekto ang katawan nito, she still insisted on hiding her nudity after each lovemaking session.

Rosario couldn't stop raving about the amount of food the lady ordered for us. "Wow, the food here is so delicious. Thank you for the treat," said Rosario, who couldn't stop eating the black noodles she ordered. "Eat plenty, hija." "Thank you, Ma'am. My friend is so lucky to have you as her future mother-in-law." I looked up at Rosario. I hadn't told her that this was Argo's mom. I just shrugged it off, knowing she must have seen the live broadcast of Argo and Florisse's supposed wedding.