The Fifty Shades Trilogy Novels & Stories

I stiffened up and nodded, keeping my mouth shut. "Okay, that's all. Now get your ass out of my office, you whore." I stood up, not wanting to deal with any more of his bullshit. I turned to the door and started making my way out of his office. I just wanted to finish all of this, give it to him, and avoid ever seeing him again for the rest of the day. I slammed the door to my room, locking it behind me. Pissed, I threw the papers down on my desk and pulled out my laptop before shoving the flash drive in. I opened the drive as I counted the files. Thirty. Great.

“To the gentleman for fifty million dollars!” “Did he just say fifty million?” one man whispered, leaning closer to his friend. His friend stared at the stage, eyes wide. “My Alpha spent six months begging for a meeting with that man. He never showed. Never even acknowledged it. And now he's here... for her? An ex-Luna?” The second man slowly shook his head. “No man drops fifty million on a stranger.” “So what are you thinking… His mistress?” The other man glanced back toward the VIP. “Either that… or something a lot more complicated.”

But as soon as she finished speaking, her pupils gradually dilated, and her hand slipped weakly from my grasp. No matter how desperately I screamed her name, she never woke up again. My heart went completely numb as I reached out to close my mother's eyes. Adrian and I had been together for three years. I couldn't understand how we ended up like this. Just a year ago, our relationship had been sweet and full of affection. But ever since his childhood friend returned from abroad, everything changed. He started becoming distant, constantly setting up "tests" to prove my sincerity. He even said that I had to pass all 99 of his tests before I could marry him.

or almost his age at least. Oh, fuck, but I would be lying if I said I hadn't enjoyed every bit of it. We had dinner together and had a little mother and children's conversation. When I got back to my room, Ethan was fast asleep, so I decided to do something a little nosy. I took his briefcase and carefully opened It. I went through all the papers in there but I saw nothing. I looked again and found a receipt for $45,000. I looked through the receipt carefully and it was for a necklace.

He steps behind Georgina again, his cock pushing inside of her again as he places the wand between her and Anaya. Demitri and Jackson's hips move quicker, their fingers turning on the switches, watching all three orgasm their bodies ready to fall. Jackson tying their hands above them. They keep going, Jacksons' hand tangled into Anaya's hair as he groans, hearing them orgasm again. His eyes caught a figure at the window, ignoring it. Sometimes people watch. They keep going, their hips moving faster, watching as all three orgasm together, their groans louder as cum. Stepping back, Jackson drops the wand and unties Georgina, watching as she walks off. Moving forward, his hands slide down Anaya

Aisha's POV I never thought I would see him again. Five years had passed, and I felt I had moved far enough away from the shadows of the past. Yet tonight, at a charity event I attended at the invitation of a friend, fate seemed to be playing with me. The world felt more vibrant with the bustle and laughter, but my heart felt heavy as I stepped into a room full of unfamiliar faces. That gaze. The gaze I once knew so deeply. A mix of guilt, regret, and something more complicated—hidden love. He stood across the room, wearing a black suit that still made him look so authoritative.

Is this the thing I've seen on TV where a woman is paid a million to break up with her child? But we're not in a relationship. Maybe he doesn't want his son to be friends with someone like me? Does he dislike people who are not at their level? Does he prefer the heiresses of big families? I'm also an heiress. We're one of the top three biggest companies in the world. But he won't know that now. Who am I trying to convince here? Argh! "Seanne..." "Yes?" My heart beats faster, and I can't look at him.

“I was angry, but I hid it. That day when she came home, I asked her again where she went but she averted the question. The very next day, she asked for fifty thousand dollars for a diamond necklace she had seen on a shop and that she wanted to purchase. I didn’t say anything, just handed her the cheque and then waited in the garage for her to go out instead of going to work. When I followed her that day, I saw her giving the money to my best friend and he took it without hesitation. At first, I was so confused as to what was happening but then I saw him place a hand on her stomach and I just knew it!” “I caught them red handed with nowhere to run and Ralph, my so-called best friend, told me

Manang Lydia said. “Does she allow that?” Manang Lydia smiled and winked at me. “If you are feeling fine, then you can.” I went upstairs and went to Dale’s library. Before picking up a book to read, I enjoyed looking, rooming around first, leaving a gentle touch to every book I passed by. My gaze at the “The Scorch Trial” book that was written by James Dashner. I already finished reading “The Maze Runner”. I decided to read it and went to the garden.

It was all too intoxicating for me to keep up with. They took turns now, alternating thrusts. Blond’s thick veiny shaft filling my mouth and bulging through my cheeks, Latino’s curved hitting my tonsils and Ginger’s tip ridged with nerves dragging through my tongue. Spit poured down my chin as if released from a tap, soaking my shirt. My thong rode tighter against my little dick as it strained against the fabric, a pathetic wet patch forming just where my tip was positioned.