Peerless Beauty Novels & Stories

They saw the facilities and, finally, the rooms. “Sir, this is the premium room, it has access to a private beach.” “Could you give us a minute alone?” “Yes, sir.” The employee left the room. Axel and Alicia walked towards some lounge chairs at the exit of the room and sat down. Seconds later, Axel let out a big sigh before speaking. “Miss Torres?” “Yes, sir?” Alicia asked, looking at him while he continued to stare at the beach.

she smiled and exited the place like nothing had happened. The crowd made some noises, and some were laughing. Beauty looked at me, showing me the box in her hand. "She's your cousin?" "Yeah, the most crazy one." I shook my head. Beauty looked at the box in hand, and I did the same. She looked confused as she looked back at me and instantly put it inside my pocket. "Your cousin is very stunning, Mr. DJ. The Mondragons, indeed, are a breed of handsome and beautiful faces," one reporter said amongst the crowd.

Eva answered. "Oh! I'm sorry! I was just curious." The girl bowed a little while apologizing, but Eva could clearly see that the girl was insecure about her looks. "It's okay, but you know what? You are beautiful just the way you are. You don't need to meet the beauty standards which people have created nowadays. You look beautiful." The girl's eyes sparkled hearing those words. She thought that maybe, like all spoiled brats, Eva would too insult her or treat her rudely, but no, she didn't. That's when the girl realized that not everyone was the same. Respect filled her eyes for Eva.

I knew that. It was easy to say for him that we had to make it work, and that I was the one being awkward—but eye-fucking his business partner's daughter wasn't exactly helping his case. I wasn't going to be a hater. Anyone could see that Pilar was an absolute beauty and looked like a model. Her beautiful black hair was curled to perfection, and her eyes were a piercing green. She had the kind of beauty that didn't just turn heads, it stopped them. The framed magazine cover on the wall, seemed to confirm my theory that she might very well be a model.

She is my drug, my sweet addiction, my divine kiss and my only downfall. "My love, everything I do is worth it, you'll see that you won't regret it," I hold her tightly in my arms, my nose in her perfumed hair, "I promise that today you will be the only precious jewel that my heart, mind and body will desire to pamper and have."

My dad shot me a firm glare to let me know that he didn’t appreciate my being late, but mom took the wine bottle from my hand, and kissed my cheek. Lisa must have already known about dad’s plan, and stood up as I made my way to my seat. She was dressed in the finest silk dress money could buy, with the longest silver heels that made me question if she could truly walk in them. Around her neck was a brilliant diamond choker, and more diamonds glittered on her fingers. But those jewels that money could buy wasn’t enough to make her strike me as beautiful. Not in the way I imagined I’d find my mate to be. She stepped forward and greeted me with a kiss on my cheek, but her lips were mundane and

He placed a kiss on her slightly parted red lips, then savored it as it tasted so sweet, as if it made him want more. "Uughh ...," a moan escaped from the woman's lips. "Hmmm ...," Rayden growled in response to the moan. "Stay with me tonight, Beautiful. We'll discuss the payment tomorrow morning; I'll give you whatever you want," Rayden said as he turned the woman's body to unzip the red dress. The red dress was indeed beautiful when the woman wore it, but he preferred her without anything on. And ... perfect! How could a call girl be so beautiful and smooth like this? he marveled at the sight beneath the red dress.

I reached out and grabbed his chin softly, then tilted his face up so I could see him properly. I was shocked. Speechless. I did not expect this… this kind of beauty. My heart flipped, but I didn’t pay attention to it. His hair was a warm brown, slightly messy like he’d been running his fingers through it. His eyes were a deep, normal shade of green, but they held something that hit me harder than I wanted to admit. He was breathtaking in a quiet, unguarded way that most people in our world had long lost. Too bad I’m here for his sister, not him.

The dark purple blended well with my skin colour and the bust size was just perfect for my overloaded bosom. Sometimes I envied Ini for her lucky body type, unlike me, she wasn't too heavy in the front and wasn't an overload behind. She had both sides in perfect form and anything she wore fitted her perfectly. As for me, I wasn't too gifted behind. They're so many of my dresses I had to give up to Ini because they looked better on her and Ini being the good friend she is, cleared half the dresses in my closet but promised to go shopping with me to fill up the blank spaces she left behind.

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