Simone Griffith Novels & Stories

Simone straddled him—fully clothed. She ground against his cock through the thin silk of her panties. He cried out, unable to move. Damien leaned over, staring into Nathan’s eyes. “You like being nothing?” “Yes, sir.” “You like watching her fuck your pride into the floor?” “Yes.” Simone leaned forward, her lips brushing Nathan’s. “Then come for us,” she whispered. “Please,” he sobbed. “Beg harder.” “I need to come. I need it. I’ll be better. I swear.”

"I've been here three years. I earned my way here. That's not a thing I'm going to be quiet about and it's not a thing I'm going to apologize for." Simone wrote. "I and Jaxon Whitfield have built something on a football field that is also something in a room." I kept my voice level. Not performing level. Actually level. "I'm not going to define it for headlines. I'm also not going to pretend it doesn't exist because someone with a legal firm and a brand deal finds it inconvenient." She was still writing.

What's so special about her? "Prodigies exist, and Ms. Griffith is one of them," Cielo stubbed out the cigarette, waving dismissively. "But enough of that. I won't say anything more. One day, you'll understand just how far out of your league she is." "Does this mean there's no hope for my leg?" Simon still sounded reluctant. The car pulled up at Estburg Central Hospital, and Cielo got out, giving Simon an indifferent look. "Your leg will be fine. Ms. Griffith will mend it tonight."

"Mr. Griffin already submitted his resignation this morning." "What did you say?" Simone jumped out of her chair, her body stiffening.

Grace Smith was a woman Simone had never met but whom she couldn’t help but admire for who she was. The woman was not only a renowned top model but also William’s first woman that she knew of — from back when he was in college. Simone hadn’t met her per se, but had seen their pictures in some tabloids, and couldn’t resist looking her up afterwards.

she spewed on in a whisper “What do you want Simone?,” Samaira looked her in the eye Simone gave a sly smile “Too late bitch, you should’ve thought about this before signing the Lilac contract,” Samaira was shocked, Simone also wanted the endorsement but Samaira got it, hence all this drama “I.. Simone, only the best wins, you know right,” Samaira raised her eyebrows and Simone’s lips pursed “I’ll show you who is the best,” she hissed furiously “Everybody,” Simone raised her volume as she addressed the people around

She smiles, pleased when she confirms her words. “Thanks, Simone. You can let Miss Clarence come in now,” I inform her and she nods, “Right away sir”. I watch her leave my office while I run my wet tongue over my lower lip slowly. Simone was once one of my flings before she found her mate. She’s a mixed race of Black American and Latino. She was my third girlfriend and I was crazy over her that time. She’s got the sinful hourglass shape that drove every man crazy. Tall, slender, and damn beautiful with very deep dimples etched in her cheeks. It was hard to let her go when her mate showed up but I let it go…eventually. Then I stumbled upon my last.

He had a lot of women present literally drooling over him as he stood there, smiling widely and exchanging pleasantries with anyone who cared to entertain him. Simon had not changed one bit; still as charismatic as he always was. He outstretched his arm to me, and I took the hand after only barely a second of trying to resist, and instead of walking inside right away, he bent to whisper against my ear, "I was right about you and Grace being the same person, wasn't I? You are not really dead, are you?" I almost froze, not expecting the question at all. But I caught myself before I would give anything away.

Robin Levi: Simon. During his days in the country, Robin Levi was highly close to Simon, the two have long been friends, and very few people know about this. When Grainne regained her memory, Simon told Robin Levi about this. Grainne: Thank you. Robin Levi: Sorry. Two people send these two sentences at the same time. Robin Levi: Haha, thank you for what? Grainne: ... Both of them understood each other's intentions. She thanks him for saving her. He apologized that he lied to her. Robin Levi: Grainne, I hope you're happy no matter what. I lied to you before, I'm so sorry. I was temporarily confused at that time, wanting to keep you forever with me. Looks like he's not smart enough yet.

“Adrianna Granger?” The corner of Simon’s lips finally tipped up and he nodded. “That one. Let’s go with that one.”