Naomi X Seiko Novels & Stories

At 23, she had thought she might grow a bit taller, but her 5'2" frame stubbornly remained. She had a petite but curvy figure, a body that made her look softer than she felt inside. Her hair—thick, wild, and as red as fire—cascaded down her back in unruly curls. It was impossible to tame, impossible to hide. Her brown eyes, large and expressive, often betrayed her emotions before she could mask them. Right now, they were filled with nervous energy as she focused on the ticket scanner in front of her. She bit down on her full lower lip, a nervous habit she couldn't seem to shake. "Alright," the woman continued, pointing towards a section of the venue. "So, when guests come in, you scan their

After the last time, it wouldn't be bad enough to say that we were more like friends now. Friends with benefits. I took his signal, closing up the large distance between us. He stood there looking all professional in his grey shorts and baseball hat- surrounded by a bunch of other people. "So here's our second lead actress!. Everyone, kindly welcome - Selene Woods" - he announced, watching my approaching figure. I straightened my black top as i bowed slightly, strands of hair falling over my face. "You know, i have heard about you before and watched some of your movies - i must say Selene, you're quite the talent".

And it was not just Naomi and Briselle that were gorgeous; their whole pack was stunning. First off, Briselle and Naomi were related. Sisters, at the most. They both looked so similar, but their style was different as hell. Naomi was gothic cute. She wore black everywhere from her fingernails to her steel toe boots. Her hair was even a jet-black color. Her skin complexion was the same color as hershey’s kisses. Let’s not forget about Naomi’s attitude. Bitch had a fucking mouth, but she was feared by most.

She had no choice but to comply. "No. It's not all. You can… You can tie me up. And play whatever kinky games you want with me, okay? But you have to agree to work with me. And no penetration. That's my bottom line!" Naomi snarled with her head low, then dove onto the bed and buried herself under a comforter. She trembled. In her mind, she cursed Sebastian for what felt like the thousandth time. 'Once our partnership ends and the Kingsman Group falls, I'll get you. I'll expose what you did today and ruin your reputation forever,' she thought.

Still, she pressed on with Celeste and Clarisse on the side, radiant in her self-celebration while gesturing proudly toward her rounded belly. Naomi, standing nearby, clutched her hands together sweetly as if basking in her mother’s glow. She laughed lightly, exchanging pleasantries with guests with tone bubbly and warm. Yet behind her lashes, her gaze darted sharply toward Victor. He wasn’t smiling. He wasn’t watching Celeste. He wasn’t even watching her. His eyes, cold and unblinking, were fixed on Leo and Alisa at the far side of the room. At that moment, something in Naomi’s chest burned at the sight. Anger clawed at her ribs like a sting of jealousy she dared not to show. Her lips curve

She added. “No, I'll be fine. Go home” Naomi said with finality. “Alright then,if you say so”. Caramel left. “Lewis, don't you ever get tired. You wouldn't get me again this time. [Next Day] Naomi stepped out of her closet dressed in a corporate wear. Black short skirt, stopping just below her thigh,with a blue shirt tucked in it. The skirt highlighted her curves and full ass. She wore a black jacket on it, completing her look with a penciled heel.

"You'd be the one who'll look amazing in whatever you're going to wear, Skye." She chuckled. "You haven't even seen me." "But I already know that you're beautiful." Naomi clicked her tongue three times. "The two of you are just wasting your time. The both of you are going to look great in these swimsuits. I picked them out; that's why I know. Now go," she said. "Just think of it as payment for getting jealous of me." My eyes widened in surprise. "He told you?" "Yesterday," she said. "I shouldn't have believed him when he said he's going to keep it a secret," I muttered under my breath.

"I assume you don't recall my na-" "Claude Kaize, Beta of Pack Regime." "You do." He eyes me knowingly, that stern and confident look of his shows as though he knows everything. "This lady knows the most, Kaize." I flashed him a warning glance in an attempt to keep him away from me. "Fetch me some water and dare poison it, why don't you?" Claude's eyes narrow through his glasses before he bows down and walks out of my chambers. "He's sharp, I'll give him that." I tell myself in a low whisper. But none of that seemed to ease me enough, for I know better that he won't last, and I don't want to build any attachment issues with anyone anymore in this place.

“Helios is right.” Ryleigh elbowed his waist sullenly. Maisie took the wine bottle and poured some wine slowly. “Do you need someone to take care of Naomi? Naomi is the only designer that Soul Jewelry has, so I’ll definitely take good care of her.” Ryleigh thought what Maisie said made sense and stopped worrying immediately. Naomi pursed her lips. ‘I have to sit right next to Francisco, so how can I not feel nervous?’ At that moment, Maisie turned to her and asked, “Naomi, do you want some fruit wine? I brought two cans.”

Jack coldly withdrew his gaze and walked towards the men's department. "Why does it feel like I've just escaped death?" Sean muttered to himself as he held his throat, which was covered with cold sweat. What did he do wrong? Why did Jack glare at him like he was ready to send him overseas? No way! Anything but that! When Naomi reached the second floor, a casual, white hoodie immediately caught her eye. Paired with the denim skirt she wore, it would give off a youthful yet stylish vibe. She picked up the hoodie, changed into it in the fitting room, then made her way downstairs to pay.