Temptation Series Ella Frank Novels & Stories

She needs to act fast. First, she thought, I will watch. I will observe. Every move they make, every word they speak. I will know the truth. And if they are lying… if they are playing with me… there will be consequences. Ella decided to focus on other things and calm down but she found it very impossible to be calm. ******** It was alreatt do u getting dark and Ella was beginning to fe el the loneliness that comes with living alone. All her maids quit because she started to treat them badly.

"Ella, I know you're scared. I know what he told you at the hospital. If you choose me, I promise we'll leave this place. We'll take the Monroe land and build something real. No more games." "Build something real?" Adrian scoffed, leaning over the back of the sofa, his face inches from mine. "With what money, Julian? If she doesn't sign with the right partner, the Board will eat us alive. Ella, look at me. You have the evidence of what I’ve done. You have the power. Choose me, and I’m your subordinate. I’ll run the company, but you’ll own the man. Isn't that what you want? Revenge?" I felt their scents clashing—Julian’s soft lavender and paper, Adrian’s sharp citrus and expensive tobacco. It

“You wanna get yourself incarcerated? I let you know you must be very cautious with that. It's not possible for anyone to at any point to see it or either of you will wind up in prison.” “I know, I know, yet at the same time —" “You are truly lifted, Ella. How frequently have you watched it?” “Just two times… ah, since I've been here.” “No big surprise,” Sarah said, shaking her head. “You should be adequately horny to screw that life-sized model around there.” Ella looked to one side and said, “Or more awful.” Sarah would have rather not understood what Ella meant by more awful, so she said, “Give me. Allow me to see it. You're cut off. Watch that husky fellow, or something like that.”

“Text your ex and tell him you want him back.” Ella didn’t even blink. “I’d rather take poison.” She reached for the shots, lifted one, then the next, then the third, each one going down without hesitation. The empty glass hit the table softly when she was done. Jane rolled her eyes, her attention shifting back to Charles. He only laughed quietly, he expected nothing less. Ella leaned forward and spun the bottle. It turned and slowed, then stopped at Jane. Jane didn’t wait. She spun again, her fingers giving it a sharper push this time.

The sermon I had prepared vanished. "Temptation is not a silent whisper," I began, my voice lower than usual. "It is a loud noise in a quiet room." I stared into space for a moment, my thoughts wandering. "It is the memory of a touch that makes the skin on your arms crawl even in the presence of the Holy Spirit. It is the scent of vanilla in a room full of incense." I gripped the edges of the wooden lectern until my knuckles turned white. The congregation was so silent you could hear a pin drop.

She smells amazing. Carla's scent engulfs me and sends me into a heady trance. "I want to eat you like you've never been eaten before." She moans. "Do you want that?" I ask. "Yes," she confesses, voice low. "Fuck me with your mouth, Liam." She likes dirty talk. Slowly, I rise to my full height, take her hand in mine, and lay her on the bed. In a few smooth, short movements, I strip to nothing.

They both moaned as Linda continued grinding Ella’s pussy whilst throwing her head back. Ella was over the moon with pleasure, she knows that Linda has ruined her for any man or woman that will come her way but at that moment she didn’t care, this was the person that broke her virginity fucking her, she didn’t care that she was a spoilt brat who had multiple sexual partners and had committed a lot of abortions, she didn’t care that she was currently pregnant but instead all she care about was the feeling she was giving her and the fact that she was just human after all.

Seeing Ella in pain will only bring me unhappiness, so fighting against the mate haze is better. Ella seems almost unconscious, whispering my name softly, intensifying the struggle within me. Every fiber of my being strains to hold back, knowing how dangerously close I am to giving in. Yet, Ella's advances are making it increasingly difficult to resist. Her mere presence ignites a fire within me, a burning desire that makes me yearn to claim her and bring her pleasure while she moans my name, just as she used to do. I've longed to hear her voice, breathless and filled with passion, whispering my name in my ear. I must get Ella out of my room because her scent alone makes me crave a mate, and

"Then don't give it to me. Knowing you're getting something in return will keep you honest. Make you work harder. Besides I don't want your charity." "It wouldn't be—" "Yes, it would." She grabbed a bottle of salad dressing from the fridge and headed for the table. "Grab that, will you." She gestured towards the bowl of salad. "If you're doing work for me and I'm not paying or helping you in any way then it most certainly is charity. If I wanted charity, I could get it from my father or Jessica. And if I'm not willing to accept charity from either of them, you can bet I'm not willing to accept it from you."