Stuck Beauty A Misadventure Novels & Stories

But when she lets herself be vulnerable with me in private, it also makes me think about using her however I want. I am overwhelmed with work when my assistant informs me of Stacey Cruz's sudden arrival. Despite feeling ashamed of my past actions, I compose myself before instructing her to come in. As she enters, the sound of her heels on the marble floor captures my attention, and I find myself admiring her stunning appearance. She exudes grace and beauty, displaying a determined sense of style with a hint of allure.

The sentence left my mouth before I had the chance to reconsider it, and judging by the silence that followed, I might as well have detonated a bomb in the middle of the diner. "Wow, well," Stacey said, folding her arms across her chest while her gaze drifted between Tom and me, "I guess it finally happened." I glanced up from my notebook, deliberately taking my time before answering because if there was one thing I'd learned about Stacey, it was that nothing annoyed her more than being denied the dramatic reaction she desperately wanted. "What finally happened?" The smile on her face widened instantly. "Adrian dumped your ugly ass."

The aggressive male froze mid-strike, turning around with a bloodthirsty glare. When his face came into full view, my stomach dropped. Felix? Why was a mid-ranking rogue from the city operating down here at the border market? I looked down at the female trembling at his boots. She slowly lifted her head, revealing a pale, hollow face covered in fresh purple contusions. My breath caught in my throat. It was Stacey. Six months ago, she was a vibrant, ambitious trade clerk at the Whitlock guild. Now, her youthful beauty was entirely gone, replaced by a sunken, terrified shell.

Tension so thick you can taste it in the air. I'm bringing Beatrice. My angel. The woman who's taken root under my skin in a way no one else ever has. She's going to see it all. The glittering resort and the darkness that lurks beneath the floors. It's not just luxury and ocean views. It's a fortress, a playground, a chessboard, and every player there is a dangerous game.

Just as I was about to get in the car and leave, she stuck to me again like glue. "Lucas, I made a mistake, but you can’t sentence me to death over it!" Her eyes were bloodshot. "I’ll only love you from now on. I’ll never fool around again! If I’m lying, lightning shall strike me dead!" Had she completely lost her mind? I dodged her touch, wanting nothing more than to shake her off. My rejection only triggered her again. She clung to my arm, crying and laughing at the same time. Her expression was manic.

“Take it. Show me how much you love having your mouth fucked.” I moaned helplessly in answer. The vibration made his hips stutter. His grip in my hair tightened almost to the point of pain, and he started thrusting harder, shorter, using me with pure focused need. Spit flew. My mascara had to be a disaster. My knees scraped against the rough concrete and I didn’t care. All I could do was kneel there and take every thick inch while my body betrayed how desperately turned on it made me.

She mutters. Xander freezes for a while trying to read her face, he doesn't want to fall for acts. Let's be honest, she is a good actress. In a blur, Xander grabs her hand and drags her out of the office. ~~~ There they are in Xander's black marbled bathroom, just when Cara thought that there was nothing more beautiful that the bathroom in the guest room, she sees this. "Seriously, you had to buy ten pregnancy sticks?" Cara rolls her eyes at him as she stares at all he bought in the zinc.

BRIANNA'S P.O.V I paced back and forth beside my car, I had been waiting for almost thirty minutes in front of the Denver mansion for my best friend Cara, this wasn't the first time Cara made us late, it would have been the first time if she came out on time, times like this made me feel like a driver and not a friend. I stopped pacing. Finally, she came out of the mansion looking as pretty as ever, her blonde wavy hair bounced as she sashayed. A maid followed behind her carrying her bag.

"So I'll continue. When this place was built, I'd spent like...let's say...one and half- ish years living here. It was finished and a new couple moved in. They had two teenage daughters and looked a bit...weird, I won't lie, they looked weird. They also lived a wayward life. Always throwing parties every night, when they weren't throwing parties, they were attending them, returning home as late as three pm. They were so rude and arrogant that I had to give them some space. I didn't relate with them after I realized their wayward lifestyle. Anyway, suddenly, one evening, one of their daughters knocked my door. The older one I think that one was...probably sixteen - seventeen or so. She came

The Beauty sneered at me and said, "Dare to seduce my man, I think you are itchy, okay, I will find someone to stop your itch, you guys, meet him well!" I was so shocked that I shouted, "Wait! I have something to say!" "What do you want to say?" I took a deep breath and said loudly, "Please make sure you put on a condom!" They were stunned, then laughed, but that Beauty was a real pervert, he laughed and his eyes suddenly became malicious. "He's really a slutty, bad bitch. You guys give him a good treatment!" I said, "Yes, bring a condom first, I'm all set."