Sex Mansion Novels & Stories

Some naked women tied to guillotines and suspension rigs. I cut my gaze back at her, shrugging. “Where did you get this?” She asks. “I saw it attached to my car earlier. Didn’t even know I came with it.” To my surprise, Maisie squeals, kicking the air. “What’s the fuss about?” “I’m stripping there tonight! Sin House is the most elite sex Club in L.A. That’s where the big fishes in the city do their thing, flower girl!” “O-kay? That’s good news, I guess?”

Xenia looked at Ethan's far going car with an evil smirk, then took out her phone and call the number of her boyfriend, Russell. "Russell, I don't want to live in the center of the city, I like suburbs. I have seen a beautiful house in Brookland greens, I want you to buy it for me." Xenia said coquettishly. Even though Xenia is Russell's mistress, she knew how to throw tantrums on him. However, though he is married, he couldn't deny Xenia for anything. Xenia is a cunning vixen who knows how to lure men, she can attract any men but her charm is only failed in front of Ethan.

I replied to Lincoln and he just nodded in agreement with what I was planning to do. I've been driving the car for about an hour before we reached Morgan's pack land which is now considered as a no man's land because there is not a single pack member left in Morgan's pack. Lincoln and I got out of the car and then looked around the area. The place is very serene, the corpses of Morgan, his wife, and his pack members are no longer here because Kayden has taken them all to Mystic River where their funeral will be held when the full moon arrives.

The mansion was brightly lit, and beneath the shadow of the light stood a slim and lean woman that gave off a superior vibe. She said, “Xavia, I’m the one who asked you to come over. Come on in.” That voice... It really was Jenna! ‘What the hell? Is there something wrong with Maison for real?’ Xavia was worried sick, and she ran straight in. The villa was magnificent. It was so much more luxurious than she imagined, but she couldn’t care less about that but asked directly, “What’s wrong with Maison? Tell me now.” Jenna’s face was gloomy as she looked at her and explained, “Maison is fine, but I’m not.”

I was now Anastasia Zane. I barely had time to process it before Christopher handed me a set of keys. “The house is in Westchester. It’s fully paid for. If you have a driver’s license, I’ll arrange a car for you. If not, I’ll cover your transportation expenses. I’ll send household funds on the tenth of every month. You won’t need to worry about money.” I took the keys, still stunned by how quickly this was happening. Then he added, “We keep this marriage a secret. No public appearances, no questions from the media. Understand?”

Back when he told her he was a second-generation rich heir, she had gotten furious, and now they were sleeping in separate rooms. If he said something like that again today, Sean suspected Mega would get so angry she might even want a divorce. “Yesterday, I secured the Harrison project and earned a commission of 250 million,” Mega said in the car, taking the initiative to share her happiness with Sean to ease the atmosphere. “Congratulations,” Sean smiled faintly.

“Tonight you move into my mansion. And tonight… I’m going to fuck that tight little virgin pussy until you scream my name.” Emma’s breath hitched. Fear and something dangerously close to excitement mixed inside her. What had she just sold herself into? Emma stood in the middle of Alexander Black’s master bedroom, feeling like a lamb thrown into the wolf’s den. The mansion was a fortress of cold luxury—marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city lights, and a massive king-sized bed draped in black silk sheets. Her small suitcase sat forgotten by the door. She’d barely had time to breathe after signing that contract before his driver whisked her away.

She no longer wanted to live with her mother knowing what she had done to Mellisa, her heart aches thinking about the difficulties Mellisa had faced in her mother's care. She knew that if she went to the city she would be able to meet Mellisa. ~~ After a few hours of driving, Maxwell finally halted his car in front of his house. As they got out, Mellisa was dumbfounded at the majestic sight that welcomed her. A two-story mansion with a grand facade and a large, manicured lawn. The exterior was made of light-coloured stone with detailed trim work and columns. Several balconies and terraces overlooked the estate and the rolling hills beyond.

Madame Virginia side eyed him. "You can go back to work" She pushed them out of the door and locked the door. "Ok. Let's find our way to your room" Madame Virginia held her hand and led her to her room. When they got there, "Everything is just the way you left it" She said as Amelia looked at the room that had a light pink theme Which seemed a bit different from the whole Villa. "Thank you" At the Airport, "I can't believe I came back to this place" The strange young man removed his glasses and looked at the place that he left when he was still little.

He walk away from me like I wasn't his wife. However, he is right. We might be married but he would never love me. For him, what we did was just a ordinary s*x and not making love at all. For him, I wasn't special at all. But for him, I am willing to risk it all. Matthew won't never love me. He can't show me to the world and proudly says that I'm his wife. Cause I am Tyra Louise Skyler-Grey, the billionaire's secret wife.