Novel & Cerita Talia Mar Hot

“The host is Layla. As in Layla-freaking-Adams. The hottest, richest, most talked-about girl in the city. And guess what? We’re on the guest list.” I blinked. “Layla Adams?” Talia nodded eagerly. “She’s like legendary. Guys fall at her feet, girls want to be her, and her parties? Absolute chaos.” Something in my stomach twisted. The name sounded uncomfortably familiar. “She’s… Layla something,” I murmured, connecting the dots. Talia didn’t notice. “Come on, you need this. Dress up, look hot, dance your heart out. Forget your worries for one night. Deal?”

"I'll talk it over with Ryker and Willow. We can collaborate together for that." Tali nodded. "I need to get a damn phone. I've been going a little crazy not being able to contact Foster whenever I want." She rubbed her palms up and down her thighs. She leaned around Maggie, looked at me. "And not that I don't want your sister and Amara brought home, but I could have used some good old fashion fucking from my man before he went off on another mission." She pouted. Arkady snort-coughed before he turned around and glared at her. "Talia Maria."

Parker was hot, even that fucking smile was hot, and she would be lying if she didn’t admit that getting naked with him had played over and over in her head a few times in the last three weeks. Talia could at least rule out marriage. She didn’t think she would ever want to get married. After all the years she’d been contractually chained to her father, the last thing she wanted was to enter into another contractual agreement with a man. Yes, maybe she was painting all men with the same brush, but in her experience, all the men she had any contact with were arseholes, so it was to be expected. Maybe there were some good guys out there. She was just yet to meet one.

*******" Back in his chamber, Marlik stands before a black mirror. The surface shimmers… then clears. It shows a wide field under the full moon. A stone altar stands in the center. Talia walks toward it, dressed in white, her hair glowing in the moonlight. She looks beautiful, powerful and hopeful. Marlik watches her closely and then smiles. "Let her think she is preparing for glory," he whispers. "She is walking straight into a cage." The mirror flickers and then his smile fades as the image shifts.

“My birthday is coming up soon. Caspian agrees that you should work as my videographer on that date. It is an order.” Mara watched the woman as though she was a TV show, her eyes bulging in surprise. “I refuse.” Talia looked tased as I uttered the words.

She huffs but I can see her change tactic, feel her energy shift again. “For fuck sake Gav, you act like a child. Haven’t you thought maybe I need a man” Talia says as the bartender sets her drink in front of her. “What if I could give your Alpha some intel on that bitch he is obsessed with?” She says as I stop and look at her, my drink halfway to my mouth. “What the heck are you talking about?” I ask her even though I already know what she means. A sinister smirk crosses her face. “Buy me a drink and I may tell you” She says trying to sound seductive, I narrow my eyes at her.