Novel & Cerita Temptation Series Ella Frank

I told her, she then giggled and leaned closer to the camera. “Tell me about it.” she said, I laughed and started to describe the guy who had helped me earlier. “Ooh~” she then squint her eyes and waggled her brows, “Wait, what's that? Do I hear wedding bells ringing?” she teased. I rolled my eyes and shook my head, “I'm not looking for a boyfriend, Andrea Cianelle. I'm looking for a job.” I told her, she in turn rolled her eyes and snorted.

The waiter asked Ella who looked up at him. “I’ll have a cup of coffee” She ordered and returned back to her phone screen, closing tabs on the Reeves family. She opened G****e and began searching for psychology jobs in and out of England. Ella was so drowned in her job search she didn’t see the waiter bringing her cup of coffee nor did she see Jana enter the restaurant. “Earth to Ellie?.” Jana said, snapping both her fingers in front of Ella’s face while taking her seat on the opposite side of Ella.

She would forever remain his Emilia and he, her dangerously tempting Matteo! He smiled, satisfied with her answer, and yanked the top out of her body, still holding her gaze. This was what he had been wanting to do since the moment he laid his eyes on her. His eyes dropped to her creamy skin and he trailed his fingers down her neck to cup her curvy, voluptuous breasts, feeling her taut nipples through the material of her lacy bra. His deft fingers found the clasp while his mouth clamped a sensitive spot on her neck, sucking to mark her. If he could, he would have marked her for life!

I gulped the whole time watching him do that. ‘Push him away…’ I could hear my own thoughts screaming at me, shouting to stop this stupidity, but my body was betraying me when I parted my legs even wider, exposing my undergarment after my dress lifted a little higher and Ezekiel licked that part he left his mark on. I felt uncomfortable when his other hand was about to reach for that part in between my legs and just before I could completely lose myself with temptation again, I pulled myself back and I hurriedly stood up.

Ria stammered, her voice trembling. “Does turning eighteen still make her a child? Do what I told you! Your sister will be in my bed, in my hands!” Marcus roared. He left her there, tied and bound, not even close to her release. He wanted time—time to look at Ella more closely. At that moment, Ella was burning with desire. She wanted to wash away her scent, to rinse off the shame and the fire that scene had left inside her. She whispered to herself, lost in thought.

She stood in front of the mirror and speaks up,"Now my dream become true. Sorry to say but dear husband I am not your innocent foolish Eden. I am Ella. Your Eden will bye the world soon and here I will live in this luxury by her name. At last being your twins I got benefits, dear Eden. I can not believe your stupid innocence, broke the walls of Ethan's heart. You did the thing which many models failed to do. You bewitched Ethan totally. But I know you paid greatly for this. You took all suffering. And now I will take all luxury and happiness being the wife of Ethan King. CEO of King Group of Corporation. Now, you are no more needed in this story. You have done your part nicely. Now it is my

He pleaded. “Okay.” She quickly undressed, leaving the high heels on as she reached his shaft and stroked it. He hugged her and sucked her nipples, he hungrily sucked her breasts like taking her bosom all into his mouth. She grabbed his hair. “RJ,” Her eyes become sleepy like she’s been hypnotized. His pheromones get stronger making her instantly wet. ************* Ella was eating by herself again in her big unit with two bedrooms. She kept the curtains down. Once she's done with her dinner, she cleans up and takes a bath. Then, she dried her hair off while she was watching television.

He gives William one last look before exiting the room. ¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥ Ella runs a fashion designing company called, ELLA'S LUXURY. Most of her clients are celebrities and her products are also sold outside the country. Although most of the money she uses in financing her business is her father's but she's also talented and knows very how the right designs to produce. She works very hard and most times end up overworking herself. Since her husband does not always there for her, she either drowns herself in alcohol or her job.

All I want to do is lean into the part of me that’s already scheming about how to get back to the man that rejected me, so I can save his life, or die trying… beside him. The door clicks shut somewhere behind me, followed by Ella’s soft footsteps. I lift my head as she leans on the corner of her desk, dressed in fitted cream trousers and a matching blouse. Her hair is swept in her usual bun–right on the top of her head, and messy–with rogue waves falling around her sculpted face. I’ve always thought of Ella as the family beauty. But when she opens her mouth, her sharp tongue twists that beauty into something so fierce I’ve seen grown men cower in her presence.

"How can we stop now? Wouldn't that make me seem incompetent?" I thought he was going to let me off the hook, but to my surprise, he lifted me up by my hips. "I remember you like strawberries, don't you?" Strawberries? A chill ran down my spine as I recalled a risqué scene I had written involving strawberries. The female protagonist was naked, blindfolded, and bound in the kitchen, her body covered in strawberries. The male protagonist patiently fed her the strawberries one by one. My God... how perverted was I to have come up with such a scenario?