The Casanova นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I hope so desperately I have conceived… That is why I have dressed up for the doctor’s appointment to get a fertility supplement. Cassian turned the drive over once, and when he looked back at me, there was a flicker in his eyes. That cold, unreadable look was gone… replaced by something else. Calculation. Realisation. And pride. He immediately played the recording over and over again, as a smirk curved on his lips. “Gotcha! Romano!” He exclaimed as he turned back to me. “You’ve just casually solved the scandal that’s been choking the Moretti Empire,” he said at last, voice low and deliberate.

I picked up immediately expecting another shocking news. “It's me Hale you should tell your guard to open up we need to start from here” Hale said. Hale came in and met the random guy there. It seems like they both knew each other and embraced themselves, so I had to ask for an explanation. “Was this all a trick or something? I need an explanation please” I said. “He is an old friend though. He owns the Casanova estate. His name is Antonio” Hale explained. “That's true,” Antonio said.

Cass moaned. She had up to this point been grinding on top of my boxers, but now her patience had run out. That fire was back in her eyes, the fire only our taboo fantasy could bring out. Cass quickly leaned over to her purse and yanked out a condom and quickly rolled it onto me. "You can't expect to marry a girl hot as me and not for big cocks to go in and out of her," Cass said, turning on the heat. "Cocks?" I asked. Plural???

THUD! The man collapsed without making a sound. Cassandra snatched the gun from his waist, checking the magazine—fully loaded. As she stepped outside the building where she had been held captive, her stomach dropped. A remote island. The luxurious meeting room inside Nuovo Ordine’s headquarters suddenly fell into a tense silence. Seated at the center of a long table surrounded by his men, Leonardo tapped his fingers on the wooden surface in a slow, deliberate rhythm, his expression dark. In front of him, a massive screen displayed a live news broadcast covering the destruction of his primary casino district—the very core of his illegal empire. The images of ruins, his fallen men, and raging

“Besides, why will I want to sign a contract with you? You got angry when I kissed the other male in the act.” “Hmm, you have a point.” He said placing his index finger near his lips like he was in deep thought. I wriggled my brows at why this was even a thought at all. Did he like me? No. Certainly, no way a Casanova like him could fall so fast and get jealous. To think of it, he acted possessively. Was it just my thoughts or it was true? “I do have a point?” I stared at him as we stood on the tarred road staring at each other. “Yes,”

Miss Katherina giggles and we turn to her but my eyes widens as they land on the person walking beside her, dressed in a black suit and a glass of wine in his hand. I look at Miss Katherina confusedly and she shrugs. “Ahvi, I want you to meet one of your highest and oldest sponsors, Mr. Vance Velasquez. He owns a business firm,” I shamelessly roam my eyes all over him before meeting in his gleaming green eyes that holds mischief and certainly knows what he's doing to me.

Vespera tapped a button on the treadmill to reset the machine as it started moving beneath her feet, Cassius took over the empty one beside her as they started running, silently, Cassius hyper focused on the mirror in front of him. As Vespera ran, her eyes occasionally drifted to Cassius, the tightness of his abs in that active wear, the indifference in his eyes as he concentrated on his work out, his oh so perfectly shaped face, the sharpness of his jaw, the way his hair firmly bounced as he ran on the treadmill. Cassius was perfect in every way a man should, and the cherry on top was that he was rich and powerful.

( WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! NOT SUITABLE FOR 17UNDER) I felt like I'm a slave under his caresses, his hot breath on my neck also didn't help. It brought some heat to my system. I'm not that dumb to not understand what's happening but maybe I'm so stupid because my body love what he's doing. He has a girlfriend, Cassandra. I kept saying it in my mind just so I could have the strength to stop everything that’s happening in my body but it was really treacherous.

Fire started knocking his head , making him more frustrated. "The beta isnt ordinary and nor their pack . U cant just romance with this bloody slut . Better you understand this and move her away, now . Already I m frustrated by the old bitch . How dare she talk non sense about us . Just move your bloody mate away , now. " Fire growled . "Shut up , Fire. She is your mate , too . You should respect her . She is going to be Luna of our pack . And the old bitch only helped us . So stop irritating and go away please . " Marcus declared his wolf to go away .

His fingers were also tainted. Vincenzo and I had been done with our meals long before him, so we only sat and watched in visible disgust as he licked his fingers messily. When he was done, he sighed and leaned back on the chair. “That was orgasmic”, he said, beaming at us. “Of course it was”, Vincenzo said. “Although, I wonder how you would know that, seeing as you are sworn to celibacy. You wouldn't know what it is like to be with a woman”, he taunted.