Spoil Her Novels & Stories

she asked. "Perfect, baby," I said. "I'm working on your reward right now. It's going to be a grand gesture. Watch out. And be prepared!" "What is it?" she inquired. "That would ruin the surprise. But let's just say it will feed your wild side like a 20-course tasting menu." ***

she said and added the last sentence when she saw him raising his eyebrow at her when he heard her words. “Like me. I can smile however I want, do all childish kinds of stuff, and behave like a spoilt brat when I am at home or with someone I feel contented and trust but when I am outside, I will stay cold, release an approachable aura to make those who want to get close to me stop their crazy ideas. You should try and see,” she said with a smile on her face and Octavius nodded his head agreeing with her words but whether he would do anything she said was still a mystery.

I said and opened the shower. "Bas .... Tard! You are horrible!" She muttered looking so betrayed. She's really cute. Once she finds out I’m just fooling her about the drug, she is going to kill me! She is such a great toy. So naive.

, she raises her eyebrows. "Sometimes", I chuckle, putting a piece of the cookie into her mouth. "Sometimes you'll clean the mess, sometimes you'll nag me to clean them on my own", I press her nose. "Ouch!", she pouts touching her nose. "Huh! You'll become a spoilt husband then" "And I'll spoil you with my pampering", I pull her close and nibble her velvety cheek. "Aahh", she hisses. "I wish I could eat you know", my eyes playfully dance along with her eyes. She lowers her gaze while blushing heavily.

In planning to spoil her because she deserves it. We watch the movies she chose and when I look into her eyes, I see a sparkle in her beautiful brown eyes. I want to take her for a road trip and when I suggest that to her, she gets super excited. When we ordered for room service, I realise that she's giving me the fuck me now look. I guess she doesn't know whom she dealing with and I swear to give her ,her deserved dose.

she nodded her head as no and pushed me away she took it as chance and ran towards bathroom she closed the door I'm laughing by thinking that I'm going to spend my entire life with this little fellow she opened door slightly and peeking I raised my eyebrow she said "demon prince my knight in shining armor" I tried to look and listen carefully but she closed door again she is getting spoiled by me a lot and lot but she is born to get spoiled by me after sometime she came out and searching for me I wantedly hided to make her come out completely once she known that I'm absent she came out completely and laid on bed I came out from the corner she was startled and tried to run again

If she thinks I’ll let her back out now, she’s sorely mistaken. Anticipation makes the payoff all the sweeter, though, so I let her pull me to my chair and present to me a glorious steak dinner as if she cooked it herself. “You do know how to spoil me, baby. All my favorites. Does that mean you’re dessert?” She blushes more, but gestures at herself in a sassy way, like ‘of course’ before she sits down to her steak and mac and cheese.

I like the confident side of her and I want her guard to stay down as long as possible. "Believe me... you're not spoiled yet." I shoot her a cheeky grin. "Yet?" She regards me skeptically before shaking her head. "I didn't make this pact to be spoiled. I made it to get revenge." She adjusts her robe again before rising, her hands on her hips. The robe hangs nearly to her feet, making her look even tinier. She studies the table for a moment, her lip between her teeth. She bats at the end of the towel that's unraveled from her neat turban before blowing out a breath in exasperation.

“I don’t know how to say this right. I’m not good with feelings. Or soft shit. But I want you to know I’m trying.” She looked at me, eyes wide and watery. “I want to spoil you,” I went on, voice low. “Take you out. Buy you stupid stuff you don’t need. Make you laugh every damn day. I want to hear you sing more. You got a voice that does shit to me, Missy.” Her lips parted. I swear, she looked like she was about to cry. “I’m not perfect,” I added, “but I’ll try every day to be good for you.”

we both said at the same time, only for Sugar to keep talking like we hadn’t spoken at all. “—needs to learn how to act like a spoiled brat princess. Because from what I’ve heard, Margaux wasn’t just a wolf, she was a spectacle. If Marigold here walks into the palace acting like… well, herself…” She squinted at me, her grin wicked. “The jig will be up in five seconds.” I crossed my arms, glaring. “Excuse me, I can be spoiled. Watch me. Uh…” I snapped my fingers dramatically. “Bring me… uh… three large fries and a strawberry milkshake, peasants!”