Novel & Cerita Older Romance

His eyes darkened, finally meeting hers, the teasing dominance she remembered flickering to life. Lena moved closer, her body brushing his, the scent of her perfume mingling with his cologne. She leaned in, her lips hovering near his ear and traced the shell of his earlobe with the tip of her tongue, slow, wet, teasing. Then she pressed her mouth to his neck, kissing the pulse point there, sucking lightly as her hand continued to palm his now fully erect cock.

Grace lets out a huff and looks back at her. "Tell me something, Olivia. What makes you madder? The fact that I'm married to Dex? Or that fact that Luca kissed me? I mean, who do you like more?" Olivia scuffed. "You don't deserve to be-," She started. "Olivia," I said softly. I heard her gulp with my back still towards her. Grace looks up at me. She looked nervous. "Go get dressed before your towel falls, please." She nods and walks around me. I look at Luca. He takes a deep breath as he looks at me.

She pressed a hand to her chest, and the photo slipped through her fingers and fell to the floor. Ignoring the pain, she desperately reached for it. But she was stunned to see words at the back of the photo. It was Hendrix's handwriting. Sabrina picked it up and read it carefully. "Bri, you're really married now. I probably shouldn't call you so affectionately anymore. I wish you happiness, Sabrina." Sabrina felt as if a huge hole had opened in her heart, with cold winds rushing through it. She went through every photo, checking the back.

We were almost at our destination, but my mind was still in my penthouse. “Not like the girls you dated before,” Ro supplied. “Maybe you can try the oldie’s ways.” I chuckled at his suggestion. Flowers, chocolates, stuffed toys, and romantic dates. I labeled those as the oldie’s ways just to tease him. He used to apologize and bring home those gifts to his wife whenever we had to take longer travels because of work. Ro isn’t even that old. He’s only turning forty this year. “Does it really work, though?” I asked, eager to know.

"Nanny, please. Don’t remind me. I’m trying to forget that ever happened." "Forget? Oh no, my dear. You can't forget something like that. This is fate, darling! You slept with him, and now he’s your boss? You couldn't write a better romance novel if you tried!" she exclaims, practically bouncing in her seat. I stab at my food. "This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself."

"Jethro, I don't want to die. I want to keep this child. I want to marry you and grow old with you. We will never be apart." But when he left me at the wedding, those words died in my throat. He gave a small smile and reached for the bag at his feet, searching for something. Finally, he pulled out three faded cards. He looked at me and slowly held the cards up to my face. The first one read, [No Anger Coupon.] "You gave me this for my 24th birthday," he said. "You said if I ever made you angry or we had a fight, I could use this coupon."

It was a classic romance movie about the love story between an older rich man and a much younger woman. Patricia and I huddled together underneath the covers. We watched our movie, simultaneously munching on food and snacks. When the wine bottle was empty, we opened another. “For an older guy, Richard Gere is pretty good looking,” Patricia sighed dreamily, referring to the actor from the movie. “Of course he is,” I nodded in agreement. “Old guys are way hotter than most people give them credit for.” “Hot?” Patricia snorted a laugh. “Are you saying you’d date a much older guy if you had the chance?”

Leaving Reo who is dead with lice with a million pieces of destruction in his feelings. Reo looked sadly leaving Jack. He said falling in love is never wrong. However, why is the feeling that Reo is experiencing is considered wrong, and disgusting? Worse yet, the one who said that openly was Jack, the idol of the heart for the past two years. "Jack, I'm always trying to get to you. It doesn't matter how you look at me, because I really love you." *** Jack couldn't understand Reo's attitude lately. Reo was like a man Jack no longer knew. Even though it has been ten years the friendship between the two is fine. Unfortunately, their relationship soured when Reo said he was gay.

and moved back. Everything was too much for me to intake. All surreal but scary. I composed myself and said," I used to think you are an irritating, arrogant, and ruthless businessman. Never in my dreams, I thought you can be a ‘hopeless romantic’ too.” "See, when it comes to romance, I believe in keeping it simple. For a second, did you call me ‘hopeless romantic’ by any chance?", his words held a little annoyance. Very little that to be noted.

He had long released the information to the Henderson family but why had they not made any move yet? Were they actually going to let him marry a divorced woman with a child? He shook his head to dismiss the thought. Although Matthew had a terrible reputation, he was always Old Master Henderson’s favorite. The old man was most particular about a well-matched marriage in terms of social status thus he would never agree to this. What had gone wrong? While Michael was cracking his head, Old Master Henderson was sunbathing in the lounge chair at the Henderson residence over in America. He was mindlessly twirling two golf balls in his hand when the butler approached in a hurry. “Old Master, Master