Stuck Beauty A Misadventure Novels & Stories

I used the pencil to add some colour to the design, "Oh, you'll look so beautiful with this." I showed her the picture of a model's hair in a half up and half down way, filled with gold rings all over. Felicity clapped her hands together, "Oh, I knew I had a good feeling about you." And that was how we brainstormed till it was dark outside. "I really want to continue but I can't..... I hope you understand, my daughter is in Paris and I have to...." Felicity's eyebrows narrowed down, she looked really confused, "Yeah that's right, but your husband can handle..."

The girls gasped and covered their mouths. "No. It's not true. Drew Mondragon denied it." Tracy answered. "Oh, whatever! For me, if that is true or not, that secretary of his was still lucky." "And why is that?" Straight away, I stood up, and they all went quiet. They all looked at me. "What's wrong, Beauty?" "Oh, uhm, I-I need to go to the toilet. Our ten minutes is nearly up," I said and walked away. "Wait for me!" And the rest of the girls followed me. . c.m. louden

A single text appeared: Meet me. One hour. Eastbridge Park. Come alone. Beauty Kendall frowned. “You’re not going.” “I have to.” “You know it’s a trap.” Jack smirked grimly. “I’m counting on it.” Eastbridge Park was deserted by the time Jack arrived. The winter air bit at his skin as he stepped off the path and into the shadows. Beauty emerged from the fog like she’d been born in it a long black coat, red lipstick, a smile that promised both danger and pleasure.

There was nothing remotely similar to the girl I left behind, but at the same time, that glow of hers seemed to have only grown brighter. It was obvious she had no make-up on but I couldn't stop staring at her. The way her hair bounced as she spoke, the smoky haze her dark eyes holding me in a trance, her lips as she put me in my place small and yet full, pink and wet, her breasts heaving alongside her chest, tempting me to grab them as they rose and fell. Did I have an erection just by all of that even though I wasn't supposed to at that point? I did. It had been too embarrassing for me to turn around and try explaining myself but Scarlet still looked ready to surprise me because she had an

I asked the chef to feed her as much as possible and also asked the guards not to restrain her as long as she stayed in the house and didn't wander off. Micheal thought what I was doing was stupid for doing all these but he couldn’t understand and I wasn’t willing to explain either. Everything that has happened had taken a toll on me more than I could care to explain. Like things weren't bad enough, I picked up the paper the day after the dinner and the front page headline read, “Billionaire Boss Berserk Beau Beats New Babe." They just had to rhyme to make the headline more catchy and they over exaggerated with the whole thing. Jamie didn't even beat up Adriana, she had just poured a glass o

The next morning. I woke up early, the sun was coming in through the window. It was soft and warm on my face, I blinked a few times. then sat up slowly. I could still feel the wetness of my cum around my thigh, a quiet reminder of last night. Even though I had cleaned it, it still lingered there. I stretched my arms and took a deep breath. My name is Amara, I’m twenty years old. This is my first real job, working as a maid in Mr. Grey’s house.

“Well, what do you call someone who goes to other people’s spaces and makes demands like she owns the space?” A lump occupies my throat, I don’t have an answer to the question, “Mr. Beckett, I am sorry, I was just excited to meet you. I forgot my manners.” “Don’t worry cousin, I will take the filth out since I am the one who brought it in,” Adriene says as she walks to drag Miss Cecila Stone with her. Luckily, Miss Stone doesn’t fight it, she just follows along, “I will get back to work,” I say sheepishly.

She couldn't wait to tell Stephanie about this later. “Play dumb? About what, babe?” Kulture asked, fluttering her fake lashes in what was supposed to be a charming gesture. “The drink you gave me. You spiked it, didn’t you?” Justin said, his voice rising slightly. Kulture gasped dramatically, clutching her chest like he’d just accused her of a crime. “No, I didn’t! Why would I do that?” she exclaimed, her tone a mix of indignation and fake innocence. Justin scoffed, clearly unimpressed. “Don’t lie, Kulture. We both know you did.”

“The other one wants to go. Go and convince him otherwise. If you are lucky, you can be his regular.” Beauty blinked and walked out. She thought of what that money would do for her as she walked out to Adrian while he unlocked his Ford Ranger. “Hey.. are you leaving already?” Adrian looked at her and took a deep breath. “Yeah, the person who called you will remain with you.” Beauty smiled showing her left dimple. “You sure you don’t want to stay?” She walked closer. “I can make the next 30 minutes worth your while.” Adrian looked at her while his heart pounded so much.

Ava laughed in confusion. "You know, for someone who acts like she knows everything, you are so clueless!” Stacy added, Stephanie threw her a look and mouthed for her to stop speaking but she had had it with Ava and so decorum was out the window. "What do you mean by what you said?” Ava's heart pounded in her chest. There was this feeling of looming doom that she could not shake off. "Your mother Persephone Crown is not dead Ava!” Stacy said. “She eloped with a raggedy poor man,” Stace announced.