Natasha Marley Smoking Novels & Stories

Lord Alexander was in that room, in pain, dying, and I was out here crying like a baby. Zoe did her best to console me, placing her hands on my shoulders and shaking me slightly, trying to get me to stop. "Natasha," her voice became sterner, "I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on. I need you to calm down and tell me what really happened, okay?" She placed her palms over my wet, muddied shirt. "Natasha, I want you to breathe in and out three times, okay? Let go now," she said with a gentle voice and a smile on her face.

Lilac deserved more than she could ever know. What kind of mate would I be if I didn’t burn the world down just to find her? “Come in.” I called out. Natasha entered; her scent so sharp that I stood from my seat on instinct. Her golden-toned eyes were aimed straight at me, unwavering in their intensity. She took in the room, flicked her hair over her shoulder, and declared, “We need to talk, but you have to promise to let me explain before you try and kill me.”

More heated. XOXO Natacha_H

And that seemed to be the case with Nathan. Kelsey blew out a cloud of smoke from her cigarette that she occasionally had after sex. There was something pleasurable about the tobacco smell in her mouth and the puff of thick smoke in and out of her lungs. She laid on Nathan's bed naked, tangled in the white linen as she filled the room with the mist of Marlboro nicotine and tar while relishing the thought of how satisfied she was just a few minutes earlier.

Five minutes later she had explained everything, everything and Maya listened quietly. When Natasha finally finished, silence settled between them. Then Maya asked, "Why are you upset?" Natasha blinked. "What kind of question is that?" "A simple one." Maya leaned back. "He has secrets." Natasha replied. "Exactly." Maya said and Natasha frowned. "So?" Maya shrugged. "People have secrets." "This isn't forgetting a birthday, Maya." Natasha said and Maya replied. "I know." "He's literally connected to organized crime." Natasha said again. "I know."

A very tiny expensive chain was carefully placed on her delicate neck, the chain suit the neck well. Her long black skirts covered suit her body well and covered her body. A black leather jacket was placed beside her nonchalantly. Natasha picked up the pack of cigarettes and pull out a cigarette and She lighted the cigarette lifting the cigarette with her slender beautiful hand. She put it on her heart shaped lips and light the cigarette. She puff out the smoke and her mind is splited Into different personality. One is her cool, weak personality that she have that let people around especially Authur take advantage of her

For a woman to build the empire she had today, she must've worked several times harder than any man. Natalie exhaled a puff of smoke. In the next second, Rowan snatched the cigarette from her fingers. His dark eyes showed a hint of displeasure, and his sharp brows furrowed slightly. "I've told you before—smoking is bad for your health," he said in a low voice. Without missing a beat, Natalie reached out, grabbed his burgundy-colored tie, and pulled him down toward her. "And in what capacity are you snatching my cigarette?"

“And I can see why?” Natalie straightened her back and stepped in front of Palmer, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. “I don’t care what you saw. You can carry on doing what you came out here to do.” She arched an eyebrow and pointedly glanced at Nathan’s date clinging to his arm. The date was a tall, leggy brunette in a dress two sizes too small, making her small breasts overflow in the sweetheart neckline. Nathan held out a vape. “We came out here to smoke; I can guess what you were up to.” He gave her a salacious wink.

"Healer's orders." "But you..." she began, then understanding dawned on her face. "You haven't smoked since Moonhaven." I shrugged, focusing on the simmering food. "It's a simple matter of willpower." "Don't you have cravings?" she asked, genuine curiosity in her voice. I met her gaze evenly. "If I couldn't control something this small, what business would I have in this world?" Natalie studied me for a moment before decisively throwing the cigarettes into the trash can. The quiet determination in her expression told me everything I needed to know.

Cruz wearing a green baggy pant skirt, at the top she wore a yellow backless top which revealed her cleavage and few parts of her tummy. Wearing a back pin heels, her makeup were dark and shady and yet few lines were still clearly seen on her face which clearly revealed her age. Her legs were crossed while she held a cigarette, it was too early to be smoking, Adam thought to himself as he stood far away from her, his head bowed low. “ Adam right?” “Yes ma'am!” He answered curtly. “ It been a few weeks already, what do you got for me?” “ Ma. Am still working on it. Miss Natash is a very hard person to relate to, she has no friends, no family.......