Priscilla Chan Nude Novels & Stories

Now when she finally had some dirt on Lana, Priscilla did not hold back from misusing it. She flipped her hair and headed towards the classroom. Using her sibgen powers Priscilla had an upper hand in not being caught. However, for some reason she kept the recording of step-sister revelation hidden. Instead posted the restroom prank. Priscilla had something big and evil ongoing in her mind.

The atmosphere was cozy and inviting, with comfortable seating areas and soft background music. I spotted Priscilla sitting at a table, sipping on a cup of coffee. She looked stunning, as always, with her long, curly hair and piercing green eyes. Her slender figure was accentuated by the fitted white dress she wore, complete with a gold belt that cinched at her waist. She had a peaceful look on her face, and she seemed to be enjoying her coffee. As I approached the table, Priscilla stood up to greet me. We exchanged pleasantries before sitting down to discuss the contract. The conversation flowed smoothly, with Priscilla asking insightful questions about the product and the campaign. I was i

Priscilla hurriedly said, “ Grandma don’t listen to his nonsense.” “Nonsense then explain the meaning of this picture of you on his bed.” Mrs. Jolie said. “ What!” Priscilla exclaimed. “Priscilla! You have a red mole on your left breast and a small moon-shaped birthmark on the bottom of your foot. If we hadn’t made love, how would I know all this?” Shane asked as he said loudly in a hurry. Priscilla paled. She turned back and saw Mrs. Jolie dumbstruck, her face full of disappointment.

She sent me to doom by the way she glared which I only chuckled abou, and my friend and I already walked away. I must say Priscilla was really something! I could still remember how she just ignored Chris in San Pablo before, and that was when he wasn't known yet as the successor of one of the huge technology companies in the Philippines. But see? Now that the news about him blasted and he became like an instant celebrity, being revealed not only as a gorgeous young man but very rich, as well, Priscilla was making her way thinking that she could use her beauty to get his man's attention! But no! Chris will never waste his precious time with such a witch!

"You'll be fine sis, all these would pass. Just know that you are not the first celebrity to have her nudes leaked. They've gone through this and they made it out alive. I know you will, just don't do anything dangerous ok?" "Yes, dear," "I've got to go now. I think someone is coming. I will call you whenever I find the chance," "Okay, Nancy," "Bye sis," "Bye," Prisca said and the line went dead. She fell to her bed and cried her eyes out, wishing everything could end so soon. **** On the day she was to record her song, she walked into the studio dressed like a bereaved lover. She wore a black hoodie, loose-fitted black trousers, a pair of white sneakers, and a pair of dark shades.

Then I reached the last post. It was the very first picture of two hands intertwined. The same scar is visible on the wrist. The caption read: It's official. The date sat quietly beneath it, 9 years ago. There were no posts after that. My body went cold despite the steam rising around me. Natasha Nolan was Priscilla’s sister. Alaric owed Priscilla so he claims. What happened to Natasha? I lowered the phone slowly, my heart pounding so loudly it drowned out the distant sounds of the city below.

Pov: Bianca (Triggering content in this chapter. Mentions of sexual abuse, pedophilia and molestation.) She was wearing a silk chanel jumpsuit that clung effortlessly to her body looking fantastic from eating the best food, an amazing workout routine and having the best surgeon money could buy at your disposal.

"Wanna know the small secret to success?" Miss Priscilla sinks in her couch, a cup of coffee clutched in her hand. She looks stunning in a floral shirt-dress with her long dark hair falling on her shoulders. She's effortlessly cool and stylish even at the young age of fifty-five. Her classes feel like a conversation with your bestie rather than an actual lecture. It's an online class but I feel like I'm on that white couch, sipping coffee with her.

"Luis: Really?" "Priscila: Yes. I'm not a little girl anymore, and in dim lighting, everything looks beautiful," she replied with a smile. It had been over eight years since she had exposed herself, been naked in front of a man. Even in the past, she felt somewhat self-conscious about her body, and almost a decade had passed since then. She wasn't getting any younger. She had gone through two pregnancies, and gravity was unforgiving. In her forties, without a healthy diet or exercise, there was some cellulite here, a stretch mark there, a few extra pounds the collagen was no longer what it used to be. She noticed that Luis fell silent, and when he appeared naked in the bathroom, she was star

Sage thought as she furiously got into her car. She cursed him to be weak in that aspect for real. Then, even if Ivy got married to him, she wouldn't get any satisfaction at all! Around ten minutes later, Sage arrived at the beauty salon. After registering a card, she sent the room number to Priscilla. Soon, Priscilla arrived at the VIP room as well. Priscilla was wearing a more formal outfit compared to the clothes she wore at home last time. She was wearing a Chanel-style black coat paired with a Hermès bag. She looked both wealthy and elegant.