Sarie Kessler Slept With Will Smith Novels & Stories

Now, she seemed to have acquired a reputation for being indecent. … Sara settled at the dining table and scanned the room. "Where's Theodore?" "T-Theodore took Willow home early this morning," Ellie stuttered. "Willow?" Sara scrunched her eyebrows. "Did she stay over last night?" Ellie avoided the question. "Mom, have a taste of these pastries." "What's the matter?" Sara laid her fork down. "You're being evasive. Is there something you can't tell me?" Standing nearby, Kelly couldn't resist saying disdainfully, "Ms. Jett was quite something. She was completely out of it last night after just two glasses of wine. I set up the guest room for her, but she ended up sleeping in Mr. Theodore's bedr

I was in my guest suite at the penthouse, the gold dress discarded on a chair like a dead skin. I didn't wait for coffee. I walked straight into the kitchen, my bare feet silent on the obsidian floors. The tablet on the marble island was already glowing. Sarah had been busy. The headlines were a relentless, digital tide. “THE KISS HEARD ‘ROUND THE WORLD: JAKE SLATER AND DR. VANCE MAKE IT OFFICIAL.” “SLATER SPOTTED LEAVING GALA WITH FIANCEE.” I scrolled past a photo of the kiss. It was perfectly framed—the gold of my dress, the blue of his suit, the raw intensity of the moment. It looked like a lie that everyone wanted to believe.

“We will inform you when your time comes Williams. But right now, we don’t think that you’re the right man for this mission.” Williams sat back down on his bed, this time beside the man who had just stuffed his fiancée in front of him, as the two powerful Sergeants walked around either side of the bed. Smith was first to climb onto it. He swung a leg across Kaitlyn’s neck, landing his knee on the other side of her head, straddling it as his massive cock dropped onto her chin. Without needing to be asked, she quickly opened her mouth and propped her head forwards, accepting the gift from the powerful Sergeant, taking it all in as though she had been doing it all her life. She spiraled her ton

“This looks like a used condom.” Taylor snatched it back and quickly stuffed it into her pocket, cheeks burning. “Oh my God,” Jessie said, throwing her hands up. “You slept with him.” “No, no, no — it’s not like that,” Taylor protested. “The condom is still wet, Taylor! Your boss wasn’t here last night. You were with Will the whole time — drinking, talking…” Jessie’s voice cracked with disappointment. “How could you do that? Couldn’t you keep your legs closed for once? We don’t know anything about him. He’s Din’s friend — the same man who apparently married me last night and then disappeared!” She shook her head, eyes glistening. “I’m really disappointed in you, Taylor.”

I wasn’t going to let up. “And it’s not just business,” I continued, taking out my phone. “Look at this.” I showed them the video, and the room fell silent as they watched Arlan and Saraya kissing. The shock was palpable. “There it is,” I said, my voice cool and collected. “Saraya has been sleeping with Arlan to keep his vote. Is this who you want leading the company?” Most of them looked away, discomfort written on their faces. But I kept my eyes on them.

Massimo Hollingsworth, almighty Massimo Hollingsworth, her ex-husband and baby father was in her trunk. “Any issues?” Arianna asked, eyes flicking to the rearview mirror. “No,” Willow said. “Except the fact that I’ve been spiritually violated,” Tyke muttered. “And someone better tell this bastard how lucky he is I didn’t drain his Swiss account when he wakes up.” Katherine raised a brow. “Why?” “Don’t mind him,” Willow cut in. “He’s a clown.” Tyke threw him a glare but kept quiet. Katherine turned to the three of them, her voice soft. “Thank you… all of you. I couldn’t have done this without you.”

"This is getting really interesting. I would have given anything to be a fly on the wall to see that happening." "Ew." I grimaced. "Are you that sex deprived that you'd want to watch your sister from another mother having sex with her ex-husband?" "The last time I had sex was two months ago, but that's besides the point." He snapped. "Is it okay for me to tell you that I knew this would happen?" "As if." I scoffed. "Zara and I made a bet that the two of you won't last long before you decide to sleep together. I bet on a month but Zara bet on two weeks." Kevin told me. "It's not even been two weeks."

"Loyalty, for example, is much more important." Brooklyn frowns. "Oh, come on, Killian made a mistake, but he is a great guy with the body of a Greek god, and makeup sex is hot. Then again, any sex with that hunk would be good." "Brooklyn! Behave yourself!" I whisper-yell at her. "You have Smith, and you're pregnant!!"

"The council presented evidence. Photos of my mom with Belarie. Recordings. They claimed she ordered the killing of the ten seers." "That's ridiculous," Brie said. "It's all lies," Kael added. But Katherine's face told a different story. "Mom," Killian said slowly to Katherine. "You were closest to her. You know it's not true. Right?" Katherine's face crumpled. "It's all true," she said quietly. "Everything they said is true. Lauren had an affair with Belarie." The room exploded. "WHAT?" "No way—"

I started dreaming of his love again, until I found out Taylor was cheating on me with his secretary. I didn't see them in bed, but Taylor never denied it. Since then, Taylor's arms have always had different women. Even if I didn't see them having sex, I don't believe a man and woman would just be together for simple conversation. When I saw Catherine's face, my fingers started trembling.. Tyler looked so happy and…content. He'd never looked like that in all the years we'd been married. And neither with his other mistresses. Why? The answer was right beside him. Catherine Smith, the only woman Tyler Walter had loved.