Novel & Cerita Nasty

#It’s a M3L0N#: “What a vicious woman!” #Haier’s Brother#: “Framing others with drugs, what a disgusting act! She’s ruined another person’s reputation for a lifetime.”

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Anything that has to do with this man is bad. A black Maserati car drives into the underground parking lot. The car stops and Reynold gets down from his car. He's wearing a blue suit. He runs his fingers through his hair and shuts his car door. He's rich, now I'm wondering what he's gonna need 15,000 dollars for? He's literally a Billionaire who runs a fetish club before he got busted. He sells girls to wealthy men. He's a scum that walks this Earth. It hurts that he's hot. " Lauren Gray." He says with a coy smile as he approaches me.

He told her. "After working hours?" Nora made a disgusted face on the mention of Marissa. "Yeah." He nodded his head. Nora looked at her wristwatch. “She better hurry with whatever shitty talk she had to do with you.” She said to her. She becomes really dangerous when she is hungry. Penelope thought to herself. Nate had already left. “I’ll be back soon.” She didn’t want to go. “Only if she lets you leave.” She rolled her eyes and dropped herself on the chair.

My cheeks tinge red with blush at reading the meaning of his statement “ Must you be so nasty?” “I will be nasty for you baby. Or do you want me to show you how else I can be nasty mm?” he licks his lower lips dramatically. My disposition at that moment is priceless. I run into the closet and spews playful profanities at him. I am not really vulgar in intimate matters but wild when the time comes to experiment. ••••••••••••• I sniff and wipes at my face as I notice Andre rise slowly from the bed his eyes turning to meet mine. I smile to cover up but it looks like it's already late as his face scru

Fvcking b*stard ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“I could cut him open—” “No!” The word burst out of me, nearly bringing what was left of my guts up with it. “No, fuck, no.” “Ignore him,” Nate snapped. “He’s a necromancer, of course he always wants to dig up bodies. It’s like fucking Christmas for him.”

Can't wait to fùck you tonight. *****

I want a mate who looks at me the way those women look at their mates. The next morning, we're driving to another pack that has reportedly bought pups. It's near Topeka, Kansas. Everyone is pretty quiet on the bus, even Martina, who has the ability to make all the men blush like teenagers. Everyone still looks tired, so I'm sure they had a restless night, just like I did after what we did to the Blood Fangs. Torturing even the worst person can weigh on your mind if you're good on the inside.