Sasha X Niccolo Novels & Stories

I was actually feeling dead inside out! Xaphan's POV I left her when Luciano told me that he has arrived. This is me who has called him to know the truth. But before meeting him, I need a good fuck to release the tension otherwise I don't know what I will do to him. When I first met Nikki, I saw Elena in her. Her scent, her presence, her taste are intoxicating just like Elena's. And now when I have touched her, I am craving for more.

xandra whispered to branny and he also nodded. " how I wish dream could get along with her just like alexis, I would be grateful, cause his coldness is driving me crazy, I feel like punching that coldness and arrogance outta him"branny said gritting his teeth and xandra laughed making Nicki and Alexis turned to them........ NEXT DAY it was the day of the modeling, and Nicki was forced to dress like a girl that she is. she wasn't going to accept at first but got no option, so she agreed even when she feel really uncomfortable in the mini skirt and crop top she was putting on.

Olivia sighed and decided to trust her friend's judgement for the night. Nickey grabbed Olivia's arm and pulled her towards the bar. "All we have to do is stay away from that bitch, Thelia." *** "You'd better make sure everybody knows that this is the last time I'm going to put up with these endless parties," Asher Blackwood exclaimed. "I have had enough of the constant parade of available bitches for my consideration. I'm telling you, as I have told my mother countless times, that I don't need a mate to rule! " He continued to restlessly pace across his bedroom and glowered at Carlisle, the other man in the room.

Finally, I called my personal investigator, who is also my friend. He picked up after few rings. "Hello. Sir I think you have called this number by mistake." He said. "Lucas. I am serious." "Okay. Someone sounds angry. So why are you so serious?" "I need you to give me all the information about someone." "And who is that Mr. Chaser?" "Lilian James. I want to know everything about her. Everything means every damn thing." "Oh man! Are you finally in love? Can someone please pinch me? 'The hottest bachelor in town is in love." he said and started laughing.

Victoria; wife of the Montessari Cartel boss, waves it off. If I haven’t mentioned it before, our world is tightly knit. We only date and befriend our own. Cartel to cartel. Mafia to mafia. A clean bloodline. Fewer risks, they say. Victoria leans forward, lowering her voice with a curious twinkle in her eyes. “Who’s the hot guy that just walked in with you?” I follow her gaze to Nico who is sitting at a table not far from us, flipping through a fashion magazine, calm as ever. He looks like his rightful place is in those pages.

His fingers skimmed my collar, dragging lower, slow and possessive, igniting sparks where heat met skin. My breath sharpened, and my glare never wavered. “Dream on, De Luca,” I ground out, my voice rough, but a dark tremor twisted in my chest—an unwelcome pulse of fear and something worse. His smirk deepened, eyes dancing with delight. “Welcome to hell,” he purred, lethal and knowing. “And I don’t ruin the things I find… interesting.” “You’re not my prisoner, Niko,” Alessio’s smirk darkened, and without warning, his teeth grazed my lower lip in a wicked, biting tease—a dangerous promise laced with heat.

Massimo Smirked looking at them and sat beside Anamika giving her a French kiss. "Don't mind me... Please continue..." Sarah looked away from him scared as she remembered that party night. She couldn't understand why a girl like Anamika is with him. Xavier frowned at him but decided to ignore his presence. Anamika and Xavier discussed about the deal while Massimo was sitting there looking at her like a obsessed man. "Please excuse me... I need to attend this..." Anamika excused herself as she got a phone call. She went out and Xavier looked at Massimo.

December 19th, 2012 Evening Damon “We forgot about the news yesterday!” Sasha is sat at the other end of the couch, her toes just inches from my thigh. I’m really not sure when I became corrupted by fantasies of her feet. They’re quite pretty. Long, slender. Straight toes. Cropped, painted nails. Protruding veins. I can imagine them padding at my crotch a little too vividly. My jeans are a bit tight. “Tarantino’s film was scrapped because of Sandy Hook.” I watch as she squints, probably trying to remember her own headline.

“Sasha, this is Lucien. My Beta.” Lucien stopped in front of me and offered a hand, his gaze cutting straight through me like a blade wrapped in silk. “So, you're the mysterious new physiotherapist everyone keeps whispering about. The one who somehow calmed our Alpha mid-rage on the ice.” he smirked. I hesitated before taking his hand. It was warm. Too warm. Like touching a flame that hadn’t quite gone out. “I’m Sasha,” I said, my voice smaller than I intended.

"You've been reading too many romance novels." "No." Sasha chuckled. "I've just been watching yours." Natalie smiled—a real one this time. "I love you, Sha." "I know." "And thank you." "Always." They ended the call. Sasha stared once more at the folder labeled: CLIENT #10 LUCA ELIOS HERNAEZ With a quiet sigh, she slid it into the drawer and locked it away. "As your best friend," she whispered to herself, "I'll protect your heart." What she didn't know was that fate had already unlocked a different door.