Shameless The Book Novels & Stories

"And as always, my little pee slut.. If you want more, you're going to have to let me hear you beg for it.." Clara woke up violently, as if she had been shook by an incredible force. She tried to remember where she was. Her heart was beating a million beats a second, and she was drenched in sweat. Her bed was so wet, it was as if someone had thrown a bucket over her in her sleep. She was crying - sobbing - and her pussy seemed to ache. The shame she felt was otherworldly. Her breath was gone and she attempted to find it again, gasping for air. But none of that mattered. Her cheeks were burning bright, and she had the biggest and naughtiest smile on her face. This time, she pushed her shame a

Shameless. I paused, pressing my ear against her door—maybe I shouldn’t have, but curiosity burned hotter than shame. The door creaked open slightly as I leaned forward. The moaning grew louder. Not in the room. The bathroom. I stepped in. My hand pushed the bathroom door open— And my heart stopped. My jaw hung open. “What the f—”

I opened slowly. “Madam, I found this under the coach. I think it is yours.” She told me. She was holding my underpants! I was shocked and equally ashamed. “Thank you.” I told her, took it from her and she went away. I was left wondering whether that was enough for her to suspect anything. =======

When she saw me, she blurted out: "Aren't you supposed to be dead?" The microphone was still at her lips. If I hadn't used so many eye drops, I might have burst out laughing. Anthony immediately stepped in to salvage the situation. I had to admit, as the CEO of Leedon Group, he had some skills. The gala continued, but online discussions and livestream comments were in chaos. [Genius designer Runa accused of plagiarism] [Leedon Group fashion designs stolen] [Emerging designer Alice takes center stage] [Runa Larson scandal]

​I gasped at the sudden emptiness, pulling the messy blankets tightly against my chest as I tried to control my shaking breath. ​Then, out of nowhere, a wave of intense shame crashed over me. Tears gathered in my eyes, burning hot and fast. I felt like a complete fool—an obsessed, foolish girl who couldn't let go of Enzo, no matter how much he tore her apart. I hated myself. I hated that I couldn't say fucking no to him. All he had to do was walk into my room, and I would foolishly wag my tail like a loyal dog, letting him trash me, break my heart, and then use my body whenever he pleased.

He dragged his chair a few feet away from me then sat down. I stared at him in confusion. “What is that?” “This?” He echoed, holding the bag up. “Very important material…” My frown deepened. What exactly was this all about? He pulled something out of the bag. A book rather. My eyes widened as soon as they landed on the covers. “Volume one,” he said, placing the book on his lap. “Volume two.” I could practically feel angels crowning me with shame. “Volume three.” Alchemy of shame.

And I felt a mix of pride and anxiety when Linda didn't offer her hand to him for a shake either and just merely eyed him up and down before her gaze settled on me,with a look that made me flush with shame. I'd called her Miss Shaw, instead of Linda;she'd definitely noted that. “I'll be downstairs if you need me,” she finally said before turning away and walking out of the room. “MaryLinda’s actually nice…” “She needs to hit the gym,she's almost makes you look skinny.” Mortification lit my face on fire as I stared down my body, strongly resisting the urge to curl in on myself with shame. “Um…Jo…Mr Black isn't in the office right now.”

I was the reason he ascended to a rank that would otherwise have been possible in his lifetime. Was he going to have to beg shamelessly? To be mocked and ridiculed by the same people he used to trample over? All it took was a couple of setbacks for his already meager flame to be reduced to all but a pathetic wisp of smoke. I had been too good to him. I always believed my sincerity would be rewarded. In the end, all I did was let the two vermin take advantage of me. They were freeloaders through and through. Elena went on with a faint tinge of helplessness in her voice, "As for Miss Elena… She seems quite displeased with the way things have turned out.

I whisper. This time, the tears don’t feel like weakness. They feel like healing. Like something finally beginning. ************************ Unspoken Desires - Book 3…. Coming Soon

She asked with an almost smile, “Please tell me how I’m being shameless. Is it by placing bids or donating money? Or perhaps…” Her voice became low as she enunciated, “Or perhaps I’m shameless for stealing Ms. Sharon’s opportunity to boast, and that’s why you’re cursing me?” The faces of the Lanes went pale. Meanwhile, the bystanders suddenly made a realization. It seemed that, by spending a little money, Sharon would be able to buy back her reputation by winning the bids for the items. But North unexpectedly showed up. Since Sharon could not bear to spend too much money but could not let go of her pride, she hurled abuse at North and called her shameless.