My Girlfriend Is A Wicked Lady Novels & Stories

he gestured between them, "I know you only requested to be my girlfriend because you thought it'd make me sleep with you. Now that you know I won't, do you still want to continue being my girlfriend?" She scoffed, "Of course," she answered, "why do you ask? Do you think I am so low to beg for sex from a man I do not have feelings for? I am a prideful woman and it was only because you have seen me in my most miserable state and you still stayed and treated me with respect that I had no choice but to fall for you. I wanted sex, I still do, you already drive me crazy with your sweet words and your caring attitude that I can't help but imagine what wonders you'll perform on my body. So yes, Zik,

Meeting his eyes again, I say, “I’m so tired of always being good, Adam. Can’t I just be naughty for a little bit?” “You want to be naughty, love?” “Fuck yes,” I moan. His lips quirk up as if he’s fighting a smile. He steps closer and cups my face, running his thumb lightly over my lips. “Such a dirty mouth for a Sunday school teacher.” “You have no idea.” He lifts a dark eyebrow at me. “How much of a wicked girl are you?” I give my nipples another pinch, feeling my panties mold to my pussy from how wet they are. “Wicked because of things I’ve done or wicked because of things I want to do?”

he remarked pompously, and I knew he was one of The Black Mafia, Jackson informed me they are pompous, arrogant, and nasty, and I made a mental of it. "You're so full of yourself," I say. "That's because girls swooped down on me like a bird." He went on to say. "Oh hate to irritate your ego, but I am not one of them, now get lost," I grumbled. So fucking obnoxious bastard. "I like your fierceness." He sat down and ordered a drink as well. "And, by the way, you have the most piercing stone grey eyes I've ever seen. I adore it." "Is it a compliment I should appreciate?" I inquired.

Now, he could use this connection to his benefit. "I don’t care! That man is mine! I'm the one who is supposed to be his wife, not a stupid and shameless woman like Aria! Anyway, both of you have to find a way to make Alexander mine!" She grumbled. In Jasmine's eyes, Aria really didn't deserve to be the wife of such a perfect man. Look at her, sitting up there in a very beautiful dress, on a luxurious altar, in front of all the guests, but she was eating a cupcake full of icing in front casually and carelessly, She looked like a pig! She didn't have table manners and was uneducated, and shameless! Jasmine cursed Aria in her heart.

She went on. "Oh, that? It is a very long story. I don't want to bother you with unnecessary and useless talk." He said. "You are not bothering me. I want to know. I am your girlfriend so I think I deserve to know." She replied. He glanced at her. "I don't want to talk about that woman. All I can say is that she is a selfish and wicked woman." He blurted out, his eyes hard.

The confession stung a little but I consoled myself and said it's because of his anger that he said such. "People like you have a special place in hell, I tell you" he said looking at me angrily. "People like me" I scoffed. "People like me own empires in hell" I uttered in confidence. " You are wicked , pure evil" he shouted in frustration. "Thank you" I responded sarcastically.

“You make it so easy to use you. You’re my twin sister, my shadow. You’re a good girl, so keep acting obedient. Don’t be something you’re not.” Her smile widened as she tilted her head, her eyes gleaming with malice. “And as a good sister, if you don’t have someone to lose your virginity to, I can find someone to take it from you. Since, well, I heard your precious fiancée cheated on you. How sad. But I know a friend that would love to sleep with you. He might not be good-looking but I don't think someone like you has the right to be picky.”

I sadly replied to her and the rest of the girls. Vickie, Vanessa, what is your big night going to be?” Steph asks. They both looked over at us one by one and then smirked. “ We are going to fuck our mates so good they are too tired to move, “ they both said. I was thinking, how can Vickie do it if she has two mates?. Anaya, my wolf, talked about how you think they are bad; you should hear what their wolves say. They are nasty girls—dirty wolves.

“Chelsea this is Melody. My girlfriend.” And just like that my heart didn’t just break, it burst into flames. Leaving nothing but ash. *** The last drop from my bottle hit my tongue. And it still wasn’t enough. I doubted anything would ever be enough to numb the pain of today. What was Wicked thinking? Flaunting his girlfriend in front of me today of all days? It was like he just hadn’t thought at all. Or worst still that he just didn’t care. Maybe it had all just been lust on his part? Maybe he did really just think of me like a baby sister?

She ended up lifting her gaze, all so she could check if she’d met her before. “I’m sorry? I don’t know what you are saying.” She furrows, not being able to recall any chance of meeting the person. That got the group laughing as they threw each other meaningful stares before turning their attention back to her. This time, the girl walks closer to her, lifting her chin up with a smug smile as she poses with an arm on her waist. “The name’s Valentine Sage. I’m Duncan’s girlfriend. You know, the man you're serving now?”