No Talk Me Angy Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Excuse me bitch! I was talking to you, so how dare you ignore me?!" I rolled my eyes and didn't even bother to stop her. Knowing Angela De Marco, she could handle a woman with a tantrum like Amy. Angela did her usual graceful hair flip and faced her. "Excuse me, whore, but please stop touching me. I don't know where you have been, and I have no idea what virus you're bringing. Now, if you would excuse me, I'm talking to important people, and I have no time for losers who have more time gossiping than actually being useful. I don't like talking to people who add no value to me in any way at all."

Zani lied and gave me a quick blink. These two kids are really talkative except the other one who’s silently and carefully eating her cake. I like her style, she kinda remind me of my self. “Hey baby, What’s your name? You seems to be quiet since the moment you arrived. “My name’s Angelica, and yes I'm not really fond of talking a lot. Just like what I have read from the magazine quotes that goes "If talking is silver, then listening is gold.” unquote. She sweetly explained. I was genuinely shocked with what she said. I can't believe that in her young age she can talk formally like that. What a child.

she teased. I rolled my eyes—until I suddenly noticed a tall, handsome man walking toward us with a serious expression. “Ath… look at that. What do you think?” Mikee whispered. “Yummy,” I murmured under my breath. The man walked straight into VIP Room 92, which made my grin grow even wider. "Well then, my dear best friend,” Mikee said dramatically, “tonight is your last night as a virgin. I hope you enjoy it and don’t regret anything tomorrow. In the name of Mikee, I bless you. Love you! See you tomorrow!”

“I have work to do, so I'll just leave now.” Before he could say something else or stop me from leaving, I walked out. This time around, I didn't look back because I had no intention of continuing that conversation. I spent the rest of that day regretting the fact that I had even opened my wide mouth to talk about the things that we talked about. I had let my anger get the better of me, and I had said some things that I was supposed to take to my grave. What if Jeff decided to dig deeper into the Pandora’s Box that I had slightly opened?

James was speechless. Fucking bitch! At that second, James really wanted to punish Angie severely by shredding her into pieces! He was filled with so much hate that he almost could not control himself. However, he heard Angie say, "What do you think, James? Should you and I have a talk by ourselves?"

girl: " why are you angry.. you look good in angry too.. but still if you smile.. you look more good.. " me: "I SAY ONCE.. GET LOST FROM MY SIGHT.." girl: "okay.. cool.. why are you roaring like lion.. I will go.. " with that she went... I called my best friend Jack and told him to meet me in bar... I went out of cafe.. now only with him and by drinking I can become clam myself...

“Nia, you’re shameless! If you want to put up a show, go ahead. No one will stop you. But why did you have to talk about Mandy? Is it amusing for you?” Angel was furious. “This is a gathering, not a place for you to show off your acting skills!”

I grasped my cock and pushed it into her panties. Her pussy slurped the moment I teased it. My dick poured out more precum. This was terrible. I mean, it was amazing, but I had no idea how I was going to last five seconds when we did the dirty deed. And the talk about health bills was rubbish. We'd already done enough to get a whole big list of STIs. Not that I cared. She could shoot me in the femur for real, and I'd be grateful.

Angus tells me. I slam my hand down on the desk in frustration. I know I cannot kill him because just like shifters if an angel's mare dies so do they. This is giving me a fucking headache. We all jump when Angus’s phone goes off. He quickly answers it. I see a pissed off look spread across his face as he stands up and storms out of my office. I can hear him yelling in the hallway. I wonder what happened to have him swearing in his native language. He walks back in, and I can tell that whatever happened is not good.

I went back into waiting for the customer and Angie scoots back over to my side. "Was his cock big? Did he thrust in your coochie smoothly? Does he have a good se—" "Anj!" I whispered. "Stop it, please, get back to work. Jesus Christ." ༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚˚·*༊˚·*༊˚·*༊˚·*༊˚·*༊˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚˚·*༊˚·*༊˚·*༊˚·*༊˚·*༊˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚༊*·˚˚·*༊˚·*༊˚· *༊˚·*༊˚·*༊˚