Romans & histoires My Beautiful Man

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it

"I don't want to buy it. I want him to sell it. It's a subtle difference. May I say that you are, without question, the most beautiful person in this building?" "You may not." "Too late." He grinned. "Arielle Sinclair. The woman who fixed the pool." "How do you know that?" "I know everything. It's a curse." He took my hand and kissed it, his eyes on mine, and I felt, oddly, no danger at all. "Come dance with me. I promise to make it worth your time." "I'm here with someone." "I know." His grin widened. "That's what makes it fun." "Mr. Cross."

Honestly, he was the silence promoter who was catalysing our relation without making his presence known. "But it's not time to think that you see I am impatient," he said as he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't help but smile under his kisses. I wouldn't say, my man was a gentleman. He was devil, he was monster, he was cruel but love changes everything. He was my boyfriend. A beautiful beast who cannot be resisted. My boyfriend was a beautiful beast and now he is my husband. A beautiful beast husband and I love calling him that. My boyfriend is a beautiful beast... I mean my husband is the beautiful beast.

The Fire Exhibition: From ancient to modern times. I need to remember to call the caterer, to remind them they have to get here in time to set up. Busy looking at my to-do list to check off the completed tasks, and looking at what next on the list, someone cleared their throat behind me. Startled, I turn around to be met face to face with the most beautiful man that I have ever seen. Normally I wouldn’t say that a man is beautiful. Handsome, attractive and sexy, all those can describe a man, but for this man standing before me, can only be described as beautiful.

In a good way though. " I'm truly sorry for my mistake. I would be lying if I said I didn't notice all your dolled up self. You look immaculately beautiful that I can't help but be proud of myself for having such a beautiful lady by my side. Am really a lucky man" when a man is classified as a lady's man, that would be Mansir. He knows how to play his card just damn well.

Stick with me okay . Riss -Okay...Dad Ben -Tch!Sugarpie or heartbeat would have been more better . Riss-Sugarpie my left toe . Ben -You are impossible.Let FaceTime I want to see your pretty face . Riss-Flattering me again . Ben -Am not .You are the most prettiest girl have ever met . Riss-Awwn and you are the most ugly guy have ever set my eyes on Ben -than...Wait ugly ?!!!

I gasped. "What? I paid good money for it, I couldn't just let it go like that," "So literally, the guy just—" "I didn't fuck his ass, but damn, the man gives a great blowjob. I swear, no woman has ever succeeded in making me cum as much as he did. And goodness," he ran his fingers into his hair. "He's gorgeous." I slid down the car a little as I laughed my stomach out. "You are unbelievable. Really?" He shrugged with a smile. "And since then?"

he pulled Beauty up yo him. "So are you a gold digger?... He turned to his men. "cameras please " "What the fuck are you doing! keep that camera away from her!,old fool!"i snapped with arched brows ,my blood boiling ,I tried to get out from the men holding me but their grip was stronger, I stood no chance. The camera man fixed his camera on Beauty and was videoing as she pleasure herself intensively,I closed my eyes and cried. Beauty grabbed Mr Hathaway's belt,I looked up at them.

I get to the bar with the girls and tonight is ballad night, which is terrible, in the depressing state I’m in listening to romantic songs it’s the same thing as shooting my own foot, pure torture. A huge guy passes by our table and asks if we are being well served. Very tall, slightly tanned, short black hair, dark eyes and full, plump lips. There’s nothing smooth or harmonious in his face, his traces were hard and viril, but not even the two little scars, one on his chin and another one on the eyebrow were able to take away that man’s beauty. The strong face and muscle in a way that hit was impossible not to look at him. He smiles with the corner of his mouth, in a way kind if dirty way th

However, tonight everything came crushing down right before her own eyes. After feeling suffocated by her own tears, she decided she needed some fresh air. Upon wearing warm clothes and winter boots, she left her house for a walk. She needed to collect her thoughts or maybe call Jayden again to find out if he was just playing a prank on her. A few steps behind her was a handsome gentle man who noticed how Laura was troubled in her thoughts. The man had a modest height of 6 foot 2, broader shoulders, brown eyes, a sharp jaw and a smooth chocolate-caramel skin. In short, his body was to die for.