Sugar And Spice Dramione Novels & Stories

oh crap! Not a single word he responds. He continued smoking. "I'm sorry. Won't do it again," lowering my head down and played my fingers below the table. It made me look at him right away with relief as he chuckled. "How come do I look like one? Sugar Daddy?" Before I could have a chance to respond. We both hear an utterance quite far from us. "Food will be served now, Lord Damon," Dr. Kasryn throw the cigarette outside the window as the trolley was coming towards us. The guy who served it was with his head down. His hands were shaky and at a fast pace as he placed the food on our table.

" I kept my head down, unable to meet his gaze. I couldn't argue. Everything he said was true. I had done all of it in my past life. He leaned close and whispered in my ear. "Yesterday, after I was drugged, I knew you wanted me at first. Thank God you left when you did, or I would've been disgusted for the rest of my life." My chest tightened. Even though I'd decided not to love him in this life, hearing those cruel words still hurt. Dante looked satisfied with my reaction. He warned me again to stay away from him so Serafina wouldn't misunderstand, then slammed the door and left.

Screw Mission Find a sugar daddy, she might just offer her soul to this man right there at that moment. “Hmm I don't drink” she blushed at her reply. If Chris is surprised by her honesty, he didn't react to it. He just shrugged his shoulders and grabbed his phone to text someone, probably Liam. The guy he mentioned earlier. and about ten seconds later, the man in question entered the room carrying a half-drunk bottle of Hennessy moving his body to the music. He looked like a model or an actor, really handsome with some boyish features. He looked younger than Chris but Sophie could tell both of them are great friends.

There’s no way she is the one, she’s clearly in love with Damon since high school. If she was given this opportunity to seduce Damon, I’m sure she would have been more than happy. But there is no way she’s the spy.. I just need to know how many people are aware of the dinner with Damon and start my investigation from there. I’ll need to find this spy, I’m sure he’s reporting every one of my actions to Mrs Stone, and I’ll need to be extra careful too. Now that I know that there’s a spy, I’ll give them the drama they want. Mrs stone’s eye definitely has to be in this company, the news of the dinner is only known in the company.

"Oh,,I'm fine. What's your Name? I'm Mara" "Kim Jisoo,,and this is Rose Park" Jisoo introduced "Park Mara then" Mara said and they laughed "Do you attend Spice High by any chance?" Mara asked and they both nodded "Wow,,you're so lucky. Seeing my oppas everyday" She muttered "I guess we are" Jisoo said They were interrupted by the sudden light which came on the stage and a loud scream followed,,a band started performing already but it's neither Sparkles nor Pinkies "Oh,,you two love pinkies also?" Mara asked and they both nodded

She kissed my cheek before storming towards her room to probably start looking for her dress already. I think tonight won't be that bad. --- I was wrong. It is freaking terrible. There is nothing exciting about tonight. A lot of people dancing around enjoying themselves, a few making out grossly while the remaining ones are drunk out of their freaking mind. I am sitting in a corner with my glass of juice as I observe my surroundings. I am wearing a silk satin purple top with thin straps and paired it with black jeans and black boots. My hairs are tied up in a ponytail. I sip on my juice as I keep my eyes on Tori who is drunk, not out of her senses. But drunk.

Our first roll on the beach here in Spiros, that night we played with dinner, our session in the tinted glass car on the cliff just above the Acropolis, his mouth on mine, his hand pulling my hair possesively. I frown. The barbecued coconut at Edem, his obvious amusement in the face of my out-of-control jealousy, I sigh. It hurts to remember what we did next. Then we came back here and we spent weeks fucking like rabbits in heat. My chin is shaking, I can't seem to stop crying. Everything was millimetrically timed. Everything was planned down to the smallest detail, the Grimoire, the necklace, the fucking robes. Even what he fed me... Everything.

No blood between us at all, just a piece of paper and a shared last name that I hated. Damon had never let me forget it. He acted like the mansion, the money, and everything in it was his birthright. I kicked off my shoes and headed for the kitchen, stomach growling. The house felt heavier with just the two of us here. The house smelled the same polished wood and expensive air freshener but something felt off immediately. Then I saw him. Damon leaned against the marble island, shirtless, sweatpants hanging low on his hips. His dark hair was still damp from a shower, and that smug smirk was already plastered on his face before I even opened my mouth.

“Even with chips! The sweetness hits first, then that little kick… it’s like my mouth is dancing!” I laughed, watching her with sparkling eyes. “I know, right?” We kept eating like that — crossing arms, feeding each other chips dipped in the hot sauce, laughing every time one of us made a funny face from the spice. It felt so silly and sweet at the same time. For a few minutes, the whole world outside my room disappeared. It was just us, the crunchy chips, the addictive sauce, and the warmth of being close to each other. We had just finished the last few chips when Nyla suddenly started fanning her mouth with her hand, tongue sticking out slightly as she tried to cool it down.

Be Mine, Once More BMOM ➭ 001 ꕤ ꕤ ꕤ ARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” – “Let’s get married then.” Sir Jasper said in a serious baritone voice. I wasn't sure if what I was hearing was correct since we were both drinking , and I, well, my vision was already spinning from being so drunk. “Sure! I want to do it right now, Sir! I won't back down!” I said provocatively. I was so broke and just wanted to drown myself in alcohol. I’ll deal with my actions later when the pain in my chest from my failed love life goes away.