Paradise Gentleman Novels & Stories

His husky voice tried to reprimand me. "Excuse me?" I said annoyed. "You're excused." He said and walked away leaving me with my mouth gawked openly. "Jerk." I crossed my hands and looked at him as he walked away. True, he looked so hot. He wore those black jeans with the steel-toe boots and a t-shirt that hired his figure so beautifully. I could tell this job kept him in great shape, his biceps and small waist said it all. But, he was rude as fuck. Damn it, I really need a boyfriend. Or a good lay for that matter.

Paul immediately fixed me a Martini and left us alone at the bar before I could thank him. "Is this how you pick up women? By pretending to be a gentleman?" I asked, eyeing the Martini. "What's wrong with being a gentleman?" He asked as he poured himself a generous glass of whiskey, his rugged, strong hand moved with a confident grace, exuding a sense of raw masculinity and irresistible sex appeal. I wondered how his rough hands would feel against my skin. I grabbed the glass from his grasp and took a swig of the amber liquid, a tantalizing warmth washed over my tongue. The fiery burn lingered in my throat.

Adrian said to her politely. “Your name sir?” “Adrian Marcel.” “Yes, right. It is here, please follow me.” They followed her to their table and sat down. She went back to her place and a waitress made her way towards the table. “Here is your menu,” she gave them one each and smiled at Adrian. Jordan was shooting daggers at the waitress. The waitress went back to give them some time to decide on their food. “What do you fancy having, honey?” He asked her to get her attention back to him.

“I'm not belittling you, young man. I just can't think of any reason why I should be afraid of you. You look like a nice young man and harmless,” His eyes widened as he heard what I said. I took a deep breath and introduced myself. “By the way, my name is Dane Steele, and I am the Alpha King of Lotus Pack. You are here in our territory, Greenwoods Village,” I said, offering my palm for a handshake. The young man looked at me suspiciously, as if he doubted my words. Even though his body is numb with pain, he avoids my hand offer. “D-Don't come near me!”

The lady on his left groped him while saying coquettishly, “Lesty, did you strike the lottery lately? You called two of us at once. Can your body even keep up with us?” Lester clicked his tongue and said confidently, “Fifi and Gigi, even if I added Trixie to the mix, I could still handle all three of you!” A man had to handle everything! Besides, Lester did indeed have money. “Oh my...” Fifi giggled charmingly and playfully poked Lester’s chest. “Lesty, are you still not satisfied when you already have us two? You want Trixie too?” Trixie was the most popular lady in Paradise. She was a beauty with both talent and looks, and her charming soul could steal a man’s soul. She was the dream lover

One of the men, with a somewhat rogueish demeanor, stood up, swaying slightly with his tall, lean body as he held his drink. He greeted them, "Of course we have you. But being late for your own party means you have to down three drinks, no exceptions." He casually draped an arm around Isabella's shoulder, but his lustful eyes fixated on Lily Parker. "Who's this lovely lady? Haven't seen her before..." The moment Lily had walked in, her long, fair legs had caught his attention.

He alights and looks at the old man, who now appears like one who had seen a ghost, and says coldly, "I believe you heard my conversation just now. Connor will be here with the card soon. I hope you will let my family in once he does. I'll be leaving now. Lest I forget, I don't want to come back and meet you at this gate. And do well to return your card to Connor before you leave. Have a good day." He turns to walk away but the old man rushes after him and holds onto the hem of his shirt. "I didn't mean to deny you access to your Paradise, Mr. Wood. It's just that it was hard to believe a man like you would own the Paradise. "And you also didn't have the card. There have been many people lik

The attendant was very surprised, "If you open the cage, he will escape. Madam. " Cynthia said impatiently, "If you can' t make the call, would you please have your supervisor come over? " "Give her the keys, " a magnetic and gentle voice came from the back, "I think the lady has a mind of her own. " Cynthia turned and saw a mature gentleman. He must have been about 27 years old, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face. The smile was kind and he looked very knowledgeable. He was very well dressed, very elegant in his demeanor, and looked like a big shot.

People make bad decisions, but I think I stepped into my retribution the moment I accepted to marry Nicole. My phone beeped, well at least she managed to find me the location. I stared at the location “Paradise Cottages.” A mixture of emotions swirled inside me, surprise, anger, and a hint of admiration. There is no way Alexa managed to live here on her own. Paradise Cottages wasn't just any neighborhood, it was a symbol of status and power, managed by the kingdom of Lanka and reserved for royalty. The neighborhood had at most twenty houses, each on about five to ten acres of land. Nowander Michelle described it as a princess's mansion.

William gently reached for her hand, unshed tears in his own eyes. He could feel it too... the joy, the happiness, The completeness. This was unlike anything he had experienced in his life... the feeling. It felt just right.... Like he was finally in Paradise.