Sofa L Santai Novels & Stories

“Okay, how's it looking?” “I got a message from Santo,” Luca said plainly. “Okay?” Mathias asked, sitting up and placing his arms on the table. “The message was not on my phone or email. He sent a fucking note in an airplane shape into my house. My fucking house!” Luca spat. Mathias’ eyes widened, the realization of Luca's words finally dawned on him. “Okay, hold on,” I said, holding a finger up. They both turned their attention to me. “Who the fuck is Santos?” I asked. “Our biggest rival. He's the corresponding mafia don in Russia.”

’ That made Leonard paused a little when he used his fingers to slide the screen to see previous lines above, wanted to know who Sam was talking to and telling that person he’s missing her. ‘Sato’ Somebody’s username… Leonard decided to read the whole lot which was quite a long thread. He was like his bodyguards, he knew the Thai rice wine called ‘Sato’ and could guess who was ‘Sato’, Sam’s GIRLFRIEND of course, who else! And Leonard had to make sure he remembered that word!…GF!

I left my towel on the bathroom counter and pulled on a pair of sweatpants before I opened it. Sofia stood there holding a car seat with Andrew inside. He was so small that it was easy for her to carry him with one arm. On her shoulder was a blue baby bag with his favorite toys and blankets. “I packed enough bottles of milk to last you three days.” There was no desire in her eyes when she looked at me shirtless. There was no affection either, like she was taking our separation well. “I got his favorite stuffed animals and other stuff he might need.” She was dressed in a tight black dress with little straps over her shoulders. Her tits were bigger than they used to be, and they were proudly d

Chapter 162 — Before the “I Do” The bridal suite at the Hotel Montaldo was filled with a sweet scent, a blend of fresh flowers and new fabrics. The light illuminated every detail: the mirrors, the satin ribbons, Sofía’s dress hanging there like a promise. It was a creation by a renowned designer whose name was not yet widely known, from OBENT Atelier.

added Santos. Fuck! They all burst out laughing. This was the fate of a junior. Abused without being able to fight back. "Let's just leave!" I insisted. "Alright, chill out, Bro," said Big K. After carrying out the bill to Laymisch, we crammed into Santos's Suzuki Jimny. The rear cabin of this 80's car could be opened, so it was like a pickup. The rear compartment was made of a kind of portable tarpaulin. Then, the four wheels are wrapped by Santos with tires for offroad.

"Join me in the same way." Your order does not go unnoticed. «Because of the hospitality and care, the least I can do is accompany him, ”I say to myself as I walk behind him. I have visited quite a few places with luxuries and eccentricities, but the department of Santiago, in a minimum range of sobriety and elegance, leaves me open”mouthed. The decoration is delicate and cautious. I catch a glimpse of a six”chair table, by my quick calculation, and an L”shaped sofa that I can see out of the corner of my eye. Meanwhile, I sit next to Santiago. He owns and lords his space, sorry for how he behaves. He is aware that everyone obeys his orders and requirements.

"No, I want a lot, Lisa. Get it all over me." Lisa sat there for a moment. She realized she was sitting, in just a t-shirt, on this woman's ass. Her pussy was pressed up against Sofia's buttocks. The white lotion was contrasting with Sofia's tawny skin. She took the bottle, pointed it, and squeezed it, spraying Sofia's back with white lotion.

the voice of the woman as taka sing for Keanu sounded, making the man turned to the source of the sound. It turns out that Sofia and Kinara, they just entered the tavern noodle soup the same with Keanu.” Uh, you guys.” Keanu smiles.” What happened here?” “Yes. Again want to eat soto. While the weather is cool. Rarely right Jakarta the weather is cool like this,” said Sofia is no less friendly.” You didn't join the seminar in Solo, mas?” she asked considering her husband is currently still in Solo for a seminar until tomorrow. “Eh? I am not. Right representatives wrote. After all the hours my practice is solid.”

I'm sure Xander would be surprised to see me here. "I think that's them, let's bring these out." I nodded excitedly. She came out first with the plate containing cookies and cupcakes. I was already smiling while following her. That's why I was stunned to see who was next to Xander and talking to him with a smile. Wearing a dirty white v-neck shirt, faded jeans, and black boots covered with dirt is Santi. He’s sitting on the single sofa. My hands trembled when his gaze met mine. His grin also gradually dissolved and he stared at me seriously. I quickly looked away and turned to Xander. He has that worried look on his face. I smiled at him though.

Even I was scared of angry Kacie. Kicking open the half-latched door to the cosy room, Sean took me to my desired space. The corner sofa. It was luxury. The moment I sat on this sofa last month, had been the historical turning point of my life. No other sofa compared to this one anymore. Soft grey in colour with pink and grey scatter pillows along the back, the bottom cushions were memory foam that I loved to sink into.