The Dare Harley Laroux Novels & Stories

After all, Diaz might be even angrier if Jana complains about him, and, with the doe eyed already having him in his blacklist after what happened with Althea, Harley can’t be sure he will survive the wrath of the mafia boss a second time. “Then, I will take my leave,” says Harley with a deep bow. He practically runs out of the kitchen, making sure to put as much space as possible between him and the hungry blonde sitting in the kitchen. In his rush to start his daily chores, so as to finish before lunch, Harley checks the offices. Diaz and Ronan gather in the main one. The pair is sitting across each other with the hitman on the phone screaming at some poor soul. Harley enters the space tryi

Mason asked, clueless. She shrugged. “College mistake.” Ty leaned forward. “I want details next round.” Mason just laughed. She was already thinking of Jace’s eyes in the hallway. The dare came from Ty. He was the cocky one. Baseball player energy. A little too good-looking for his own ego. “Dare: Ava, sit in Jace’s lap until your next turn.” The room laughed, Mason waved her off—“Go on, it’s just a game”—and she crossed the floor with a fake groan. Jace opened his legs and patted one thigh, welcoming. She sat.

Desire burns in his eyes as he scans me from head to toe. I clear my throat and grin at him. I hate myself for what I'm about to do. But fùck it. "Truth or Dare, Damien." "Dare." His voice is husky. "I dare you to fùck me." ***

That was my plan. Lola had vanished into the crowd, of course. She was good at that. I was halfway through planning my quiet escape when I heard it. "Alright, Ace," someone said, laughing loudly, "here's the deal: The next girl who walks into the lounge, you will have to spend the night with her. After the night, her wish will be your command. No backing out of this dare. You have to go through with it," he said, slamming his drink down like it sealed the deal.

A man like Graham Hartway did not do anything without a return on his investment, and I had walked into that room like the answer to a question he had already been sitting with before I even kissed him downstairs. I had been part of his dare. I swallowed that realisation slowly and carefully, turning it over, examining it from every angle, and told myself that it was fine because he had helped me and I would stand for him if they needed proof, and we were even, and that was that. "He has completed his dare," the host continued, pulling the room back to attention, "and will submit a video as proof." "Is it a sex tape?!" someone yelled from somewhere near the back.

She said, reassuring him. She led him to a chair and gave him a fantastic lap dance, slowly stripping away the slutty witch dress she had been wearing and sensually grinding herself in his lap. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her body as she removed her both her panties and bra, revealing her large, tanned breasts and huge ass. The men, including Aaron, ogled Sofia's body as she performed the dare, looking at her with lust in their eyes. She finished the lap dance, staying naked, and sitting on the floor. Her large, firm breasts sat out in the open as she once again faced everyone. Ben stood up from the chair, a noticeable erection in his pants. The women giggled at the sight, and t

she continued, holding up a finger, “we make him think he’s going bald by sprinkling his shower with hair clippings. Psychological warfare.” “Lena, no…” “Option three,” she said dramatically, “we enroll him in a ‘find your true sexuality through dance’ workshop without his consent.” I snorted so loudly she looked proud. “You’re insane.” “Yes,” she agreed cheerfully. “But you’re smiling again, which is the goal.”

“You can’t pick truth twice. Dare.” Davina leaned close. “Say no if it’s stupid.” I nodded slightly. Leo grinned like the devil. “I dare you… to give Jack a lap dance. One minute.” The room exploded. Jack’s eyes widened. “Wait—what?” Davina’s jaw dropped. “Absolutely not.” But people were already chanting. “DO IT!” “DO IT!” I should’ve said no, I should’ve stood up and walked out but I didn’t. Because I could feel Dorian’s eyes burning into me.

Only me, Evans and Luke were left for their turn and I didn't want mine to come anytime soon but I guess again my prayers got lined up since the damn bottle landed on me. "Truth." I groaned but my choice was instantly dropped and I was bloody forced to take dare. Apparently, the last chance was of Mr Arnold and he also took the truth. I sighed. "F*ck fine. Dare.", I replied."I'll be giving the dare.", Luke said and my heart raced thinking of all the possible dares he could be giving to me. But as if my prayers finally got answered. Aiden interrupted in between."I'll give the dare to Arielle."