روايات وقصص ضمن The Marquis Eldest Son's Lascivious

It was not in vain that he doted on his treasures. “How does eldest brother get to be the main character, and I only get to be the helper?” Neil wasn’t convinced, “Look… tell me how godfather lost to this loafer…” Neil slapped the back of Marcus’s head; he looked like his tail had poked the skies, like a proud peacock. Neil put his face in front of Emm as he started to highlight his advantages “Godfather is much more handsome than your eldest brother. He is the most eligible bachelor around…”

“A war, my love. The war between our packs. It will be settled in a fight unless the Marquis would give out their son as their apology.” “Like offering their son to be killed?” “Their only son you see,” Ines smirked.

Augustus solid voice ordered the man and he surprisingly obeyed. Charles then turned, his face wearing a bigger smile. "Rodrigo Ordinaz, don't try to do anything funny to my family or trust me, I'll show you that I am mightier than you. Augustus, let's go." " That was so sexy," Isabella blurted and Charles chuckled in agreement. "I can't believe that just happened," she continued as they walked past some more suited men who could do nothing but stare confusedly as they walked past. "Your real father is quite a man."

“I see and if I don't behave as you expect, will use Tio as a hostage for my good behavior is it? Have you not been listening to the things that I have said to you Marc? I said bitterly. “If you expect me to come to Milan under those conditions you must be mad !” Marc raked his hair with an angry gesture. “I have to confess that I find you completely infuriating. I came here with a perfectly reasoned plan for being furiously angry with you. I've been here for less than two hours and I already am feeling guilty, partially.” He shrugged his broad shoulders. “ I ask you to return to Milan with our son and you see this is as some foul play on my part. It is true,” he added after some moment. “ T

When Zachary caught my lower lip between his own, a tingling numbness spread through half my body. “Mmph… release me…” Though my words were meant as a refusal, they emerged in a voice so soft and breathless that I barely recognized it as my own. “Zachary, stop kissing me… I feel terribly warm. What is happening to me?” Zachary gave no reply. Without warning, he lifted me into his arms. Startled, I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck as his voice, low and almost hypnotic, brushed against my ear. “Let us not sleep in separate beds tonight. Harriet, judging by the strength of the highly potent perfume, my father seems rather eager for us to consummate the marriage. How could we possib

Joan asked, confused by her aunt's words. "Well, it's an ancient practice, used only by a few at the moment" "An ancient practice that produces a huge amount of dollars, and I've never heard of it?" it was Joan's turn to stare at Francesca with some apprehension. To make Joan understand, Francesca brings out a shortlist of men -two men really- who had asked for her services and were capable of financing Hargreaves Corporation. "Pick one out of this two you would go on a date with," Francesca knew this was a no-brainer, of the two men, one was a fifty-one-year-old widow and the other a twenty-eight-year-old bachelor.

“I have won already… so this act of yours is quite interesting.” “Interesting? You murder my father and then drag me to your house to play wife,” I replied. Getting up from his bed, “Oh, please, your father wasn’t as innocent as you think he is. He was a treacherous…” “Don’t you dare speak about my father like that,” I cut in. “He’s a dead man, you killed him, so you have no right to insult his name!” Marcello closed the space between us in three quiet steps.

Isabella admitted. “Now I have a special treat for you. I just finished fucking your daughter’s pussy and filled her up. Do you want to taste her?” Both Sophia and Isabella nearly came on the spot from his words. “And if you do, I’ll let you in on a little secret…” Marcus added with a smirk. “I shouldn’t… but I can’t resist,” Isabella moaned. “Please Sir… let me slurp on my daughter’s freshly fucked pussy. Let me taste what her Daddy did to his little white slut.”

He sprang up in anger, not forgetting to shield Selena behind him as he barked, "Who was it? Turn it off now!" His subordinates rushed backstage, stumbling over themselves. Selena buried herself in his arms and wept, then suddenly jerked her head up and pointed at me. "Ms. Morelli, all I did was take a sculpture you liked. And this is how you get back at me?" she choked out. "I don't mind being humiliated, but Francesco represents the Greco family. You played our sex tape in front of so many people… Are you trying to humiliate the Greco family?"