Scandalous Questions To Ask Novels & Stories

he asked, his tone deceptively casual, “what kind of man do you want to marry?” I froze, heat rushing to my cheeks. Of all the questions he could have asked, why this one? My throat tightened. Still, I forced the words out. “I… I just want someone who’ll love me the way I love him,” I whispered, barely able to meet his eyes. A soft chuckle rumbled from his chest. Then, without warning, he leaned back and dropped the words that shattered the air between us. “In that case,” he said smoothly, “will you marry me?”

I stare down at my own menu. Um, the cheeseburger sounds quite appetizing. "Exactly," she whines from the other side of the table. "What do you suggest 20 questions?" I raise my lip in amusement but I don't look up from the menu. "Yes. If that will help." "Okay." I set down the menu and met her determined stare. "Are you a virgin Ms. Saunders?" She looks shocked… to say the least. "W-ha-t?" she stutters. "I don't see h-how that's any of your business,"

“Now I really think I need a drink.” “No, you don't,” Annie replied readily. “I don't know what to say,” I told her honestly. “Really?” Annie asked, she had a curious gaze. “Let's do it this way,” I got a little creative. “Ask me questions and I'll try my best to answer them. I don't know what to tell you but I think I can answer your questions.” “And you'll do that honestly?” Annie wanted to know. I nodded, “Certainly.” “I have only one question,” Annie kept eye contact. “Did you cheat on me, emotionally or physically or both?”

I say. The girls look at me again. “You can’t attack someone directly anymore,” I continue. “People love defending the underdog. What you do instead is ask questions.” “What kind of questions?” Amber asks. I slide my phone across the table so they can see the screen. A poll page is open. Is Hazel using Jaxon? “People answer questions without thinking,” I say. “Especially when the questions sound reasonable.” The girls exchange glances. “So we post things like that?” Chloe asks slowly.

"What really happened? Why did you leave when you're already there? Who did you meet on your way to the hospital? And what did that person tell you? Did they say something to hurt you or insult you?" She was out of breath after the series of questions she asked in one go. I chuckled, "Do you want me to answer all of those questions in one go, the same way as you did?" We both ended up laughing together and almost teared up as we laughed so hard. "Tell me," she said after the laughter died down. "The scandal I have with Major Kavanaugh and the president, are you aware of it?" I wanted to hear from her what she thinks about it.

he tapped the floor lightly, “you start stripping.” I groaned, burying my face in my hands. “Can’t we just skip this question? I’ll answer the next one. Please.” “Nope,” Kaid said, unmoved. “You answer this one.” “Pleaseeeee? Ask me something else.” Kaid leaned back, cool as ever. “Alright. Have you ever faked an orgasm?” “What kind of question is that?” I gawked at him, my voice pitching in disbelief as heat crawled up my neck.

I suggested, my pulse racing. “What do you have in mind, Hailey? If you have something cooked up, now it’s the time.” Megan held my arm. “Please?” “Question number one. Remember, these questions are random, and all our guests have voted to be on this stand today.” “What the hell?” “I told you these guys are crazy,” Megan said. “It’s a yes and no question. Did you sleep with one of your professors in freshmen?” The crowded went nuts. “Fuck you and your father, your mother, and your sisters!” Lexie exclaimed.

But it never occurred to me that someone would be bold enough to ask such questions directly to my face. I raced my mind, searching for appropriate words to diffuse the situation. However, that reporter considered my silence as his victory and pressed further. “And if you don't mind another question…” His gaze sharpened. “What was the reason behind your marriage to a scandalous man?” Scandalous man! The words struck harder than I expected. My hands suddenly felt cold. Even at this high-end banquet, people didn’t spare Zackary, bringing up the old issue for spicy news. At that moment, I finally realized why Zack always looked ready to bite someone’s head off.

He groaned inaudibly. " So... Will you help me?" Thoma stared at Scarlett, a frown on his face. " I'm not doing this for you." He stated before furrowing his brows in thought. " What is it you want me to do?" He asked. Scarlett let out a sigh, smiling for the first time since she stepped foot into that house. " I want you to to create a scandal. One so big, neither of them will be able to get out without my help." She replied.

Ava questioned leisurely but with her tone, it was obvious she was very curious about something. Amy smiled. She knew Ava meant no harm with her questions and she also knew Ava would never cheat on her husband but for some reason, the question bothered her a little. She sighed~ " How do you think scandal about celebrities get known by the world? Do they say it themselves?" She asked and Ava's eyes roamed. " They don't say it themselves..." She replied and paused. " Most times, it usually by people making things up by what they see even though it's not right or maybe it is right." She replied.