Pam Beesly Novels & Stories

"What was that?" "Pinnacle, peak, highest point, mountaintop," Pamela answered for me. "I would wager it is a term of endearment and praise, but feel free to be offended despite him using the word for my benefit as opposed to yours. He might have incorrectly thought you knew how much he cared for you." Verbal beat down! "Who are you, anyway?" Buffy struggled to be polite. "Pamela Pile," my instructor stated. "I am not employed by Havenstone anymore."

His fingers slammed in and out, making wet, sloppy sounds that filled the room. “Damon, it’s too much!” she cried, tears pricking her eyes. “I can’t— fuck, I’m going to cum again!” “Yes you can,” he growled, face buried deep. “This pussy belongs to me now. Cum again, Elena. Soak your boss’s face like the filthy slut you are for me.” She shattered a second time, harder than the first. Her whole body convulsed. “Damon! Yes! Fuck yes, I’m cuming so hard!”

He was lacking in many traits and attributes, but not in pettiness. Pamela Sun was a hawk. She dug out information that has been scrapped from the face of the earth, she had a reputation for keeping said information to her chest until it was needed to checkmate a competitor or opponent. She was brutal. It was a wonder why Carl hadn’t brought her in for the signing. With her, it was better to stick to veiled truth, she had a nose for tricks and lies and half truths were her bread and butter so she could sniff them out better than a hound.

Pamela mumbled and Becca turned away from the window, marching towards the door. "Ho...Hold on, where are you going?" Pamela stuttered and she turned to look at her. "I'm reporting Khalid" she stated bluntly and Pamela's eyes dimmed. Whaaat?? "Be... Becca, you're joking, right?" She scoffed. "Well, if this looks like a joke to you, then fine!" "Becca, come on! You can't be serious about this. You might get Khalid disqualified..." "Well, I don't care, Pamela. At least, he'd come back to his senses and realize he's been making a grave mistake all along. In addition, that snake - Octavia would also get punished!"

Today was the only day this could be done because Pamela would be at her apartment tomorrow. Blake was a friend of mine who owned an electronics company. I needed his boys to install hidden cameras in Pamela's new apartment. I know it made me sound like some psychopath but I'm not, I wanted to make sure she was safe and of course I'd have people trailing her all day but that wouldn't be enough. I wanted to know what she did from the moment she got up till she was back in bed. "How many cameras are we talking here, man?" Blake asked as I got into my car.

“Layla! I wonder sometimes why exactly I was beginning to like that tyrant of an Alpha Damien . He never does anything besides beat me and whip me. He only shows me concern when he feels like it and then he's back to his normal vicious self soon after." Ariel complained as she bared out all her grievances about Damien. She knew that she had to lie about the status of her relationship with Damien to get more information. Layla thought she was the only one who could play a person like a fiddle? Well watch how I'm gonna beat her at her own game.

Thinking of this, Catherine whispered to Emily: "Don’t just pair people off like that. Not to mention that I’m pregnant right now, but the fact that I’ve just gone through a divorce makes me unworthy of your cousin, who’s still single. Don’t push him into a pit of fire." Emily immediately widened her eyes in protest: "What fire pit? Are you a fire pit? You’re beautiful, talented, and kind-hearted. Whoever marries you will be blessed by generations of their ancestors. And what does it matter if you’ve been divorced and have a child? You’re still a precious gem deserving of love and care."

"Hello again, Miss Havens." Brigail gave her a curt nod as she eyed Pam and Barry warily. "Don't tell me Eli's buying the pyramid, too?" Barry asked, diverting Pam's attention away from Brigail. "Don't you wish you knew," Pam replied wryly. "Well, I have to go now. Ta, Miss Havens. I have a feeling we'll be seeing each other more often." Pam flashed Brigail a cryptic smile before she sauntered toward the lobby. "And don't you worry about Barry, he's all bark and no bite."