Ms. Bigshot Is Pampered By All Novels & Stories

BigBam ➡Abeg no kill me, na oga principal poo pls no tell anybody. I knew it, that pig was having a good time, well Mr PC our property is now officially mine. I'm going to make sure I fuck her brains out that she wont enjoy anyone else but me! So I positioned my stallion to enter BigBams wonderland! TBC 🖖🔞 Sorry for the shortness, battery low

Poppie I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. It had to be a dream. Shayla hooked me the fuck up for real. I couldn’t believe I had stepped in the office of the Notorious Madame -Ms. Vanessa McBride. Her shit was tight. Everyone looked so nice in the office, just working a normal job. I must admit, it wasn’t what I expected even though I really didn’t have any idea what to expect, but it was definitely not this.

I just gave them a faint smile and turned back my eyes on stage. Alex was still there giving his speech. He looked so handsome in his tuxedo. Finally, the faceless President of the Prime Group of Companies revealed himself. I was so happy for him, but a bit worried. Then, the host spoke again. "Are you all surprised like me? Who would think that the President of the Prime Group of Companies is so young and handsome? I'm sure that several women would line up in your office Mr. President." The host jokingly said.

I asked and she gave me a sly smile looking all confident and smug wearing her black overalls that is completely bulletproof. “Oh wow, the babies are also here.It will make this party more delicious , I thought we will only have to deal with you Alpha Aiden but it’s good that you came with your little family. It will give us the chance to wipe your entire generation and I can’t wait to get my hands on that little wild cunt that dared place her hands on my face, I bet you don’t know how many million dollars my Botox cost , it’s expensive to be this beautiful…” said Kim but Hazel started laughing

"Oh yes. Oh, baby please. It's OK. Give it to me. Give it to Mommy. Put it all in MMMMEEEEeeeeeeee." Dominic shot up from the bench, eyes wide. His wife and son were still in the same position. Pamela bent forward on all fours, head hanging down. Her little tits bouncing back and forth while her step son pumped her pussy, his hands digging into her ass cheeks face red with exertion. "Pamela, no!" Dominic shouted. It was so loud, he swore it echoed through the valley. "It's OK, Dominic," Pamela said, "I'm safe. Remember?" "We promised," Dominic said, shocked at how whiny he sounded, "you promised."

"So you're a pornstar outside the office. Don't you have any shame, Fatty?" The words were like a bombshell, and Beauty felt her body freeze, the shame and embarrassment overwhelming her. She thought she might die from the intensity of it. "Honey..." Mrs. Hathaway tried to calm him. But Mr. Hathaway's words were unapologetic. Bruno clenched his fists, visibly vibrating with anger. Beauty reached under the table to take his hand, hoping to calm him, but he seemed on the edge of losing control. "I... am... sorry... sir," Beauty said shamefully, with her head bowed.

Maybe one of them was applying to be his new personal assistant, but what about Brandon? "Are you entirely sure you won't reconsider my applications, Mr. Dantrix?" one of the women purred, twirling a dark strand of hair around her manicured finger. She casually ran her fingers over her exposed cleavage as though she wasn't doing it deliberately right in front of him. "I don't know about her, but I can personally assure you that I'm quite exceptional in bed," the other woman added smoothly, directing a sharp, pointed look at her rival before drawing his attention back to herself.

Emma scoffed. “Is that a problem strawberry shortcake?” Oliver asked. “Yes, it’s a big fucking problem Olly! We do cars not drugs.” Emma said, more respectfully. Oliver stood from his seat and walked across the long room, past Lucas and Emma. He tilted a painting to the side revealing a hidden holo-phone. After moving his hand along the holo-screen a few times, the ceiling began lowering. The table now held thousands of tightly wrapped plastic bricks of black tar. “Not anymore.” Oliver stated plainly. He walked back his seat.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

“Sir, if you one day find out that I am not who you think I am, will you still care for me?“ He asked himself. A few seconds later, Fortune returned with the first aid kit and some painkillers. He handed Pissy the painkillers and began cleaning his wound. He did it with so much caution that Pissy felt emotional. He had to admit that Fortune was the only person who ever treated him well. “I am giving you only tonight. If there isn't any improvement, we are going to the hospital,” Fortune said as he bandaged the wound. Pissy, touched, nodded his head. “Sir, thank you very much for being here for her,” he said. But Fortune sneered. “I am not leaving until you tell me how you got yourself shot,”