روايات وقصص ضمن The Marquis Eldest Son's Lascivious

"Let’s not do anything hasty. I think it’s time we discussed the real terms of your 'marriage' contract, don't you?" I looked at the collar, then at Lucien, then back at the man holding my son. "What contract?" I whispered, the world spinning around me. Silas smiled, a look of pure, jagged malice. "The one where Lucien agreed to trade his first-born son for the chairmanship of the company five years ago. Did he forget to mention that part of the 'fairy tale'?" I turned to Lucien, my voice a hollow, broken thing. "Lucien? Tell me he’s lying."

“That man is cruel, his own son is not released. Fortunately, I didn't become his son even though I was very rich. My father was better and never demanded that I marry anyone.” “Ahh, if I'd rather be him, what's so hard about staying married and having another wife behind the scenes, there's so much money anyway! Women only need money and attention, status is not even important,” said his friend who seemed to be driving. “Ahh, that's right, it's better to play behind the scenes too, hahaha.” There was a disgusting laugh from the two parents. Bob regulated his breathing and awareness slowly. He knew that the talk of the lower class like them would only make him more annoyed because he had alm

, to be guided in this way and from time to time he was on the scales, he was a teenager, however the marquis imposed silence on the cavalry, the folds of the cape were something expensive in a world where the trade in sheepskin was the only branch with which many earned the bread, not every man could be shown such a great and brilliant Fortune, full of victory and very seeded, was a shining goblet of wine which if the master would not drink it at the feast and would return later to empty it and- he will poison him, because envious diners had poured his temper on his hem and thus died like a hungry mouse, so Dixon's life was a jewel without certain rings and if the stones didn't r be united

He teased. “Don’t spout that nonsense. We all know how faithful the Marquis is towards the Marchioness,” their mother said with a reprimanding tone. “That doesn’t erase that possibility, mother. He could be an illegitimate son since genes don’t lie.” “Now I’m curious about who he is…” Her brother lazily said as he walked towards the kitchen. “Is that why he hates his father?” she mumbled to herself when she remembered how Dio mumbled the words ‘I hate you, father’ in his sleep.

he answered without hesitation. - Okay. “ A naive witch,” the marquis grinned, touching a sharp pink nipple. “Who believes in the demon’s oaths?!” He rolled the top between his fingers, enjoying the flamboyant reaction. “Unlike you, I can catch a cold. A low whisper, breaking into a groan at every touch of rough fingers to his chest, brought the marquis out of his thoughts. He picked up the girl in his arms, noting to himself: “I was waiting. Getting ready. Here is a tiny plaid spread out. He knelt down and covered his wings from other people's views, knowing about the boundless curiosity of mermaids.

It had been a gift from the ugly Nosferatu before he went into his thousand year exile. The only thing that filled his mind at the moment was the exquisite fluttering of the lovely Marcy's vaginal lips tightly clenched around his long hard member. He looked into her green flecked eyes and saw tears forming at the corners. He knew instinctively they were tears of joy and not of pain. He knew how to deliver pain without mercy but his gentle impalement was for the alluring creature's pleasure and not to cause her pain. Marcy tried to restrain her vocal cords to silence but her whimpers of pleasure made the naked children of Lafitte restless. The youngest of them was also the newest. Her name wa

Marquis Vale desired to send his son and but the Earl was already planning to send his daughter. What was it if not using appearance to entice the man? "You're quite fast, old man. Do you want to see your grandchildren that fast?" I recall your daughter being only 16 years old." Marques Vale responded with scorn. "Unfortunately for you, you do not have a daughter who wishes to travel throughout the empire." Earl Frocov grinned as he observed Erik soothing his father. For years, Marquis Vale's greatest sorrow had been the lack of a daughter. When she watched the two old men assessing each other, Isla shouted, "Enough."

as if my heart was cold, and I really started to think that it was a kind of family curse, a price we used to pay for being at the top of the modern social classes. _You will learn to love your wife, in time.... _Did that happen to you and mom? _Of course, love is a matter of time, nothing else, the rest is just lies. _Said my father as he took a sip of his expensive whisky. _Besides, I don't think you'll have much trouble falling in love with the Dimou's daughter. _Mackenzie Dimou was an associate of my father's, they had done business together and both had built in Italy and Greece. _She's a real doll, better than a miss, tall, blonde, and beautiful. She's never had a boyfriend before, she

The sex never slowed; it intensified with the weight of secrets we kept from the children. One evening, after putting the kids to bed, Elena cornered me in the study. She wore nothing but an open silk robe, milk still beading on her nipples from feeding Marcus. “Another letter from Lucian. He wants a meeting. Claims there’s a fourth heir, Father’s child with a mistress we never knew.” The news ignited the familiar mix of rage and lust. I grabbed her by the throat, slamming her onto the mahogany desk. Papers scattered. I shoved two fingers into her dripping cunt, then three, stretching her while sucking the milk from her tits.

"My girl is always so thoughtful. Come, let me see the royal marriage decree for you and Ian. I've waited so long. Soon, you'll be calling me Mother." The Marquis, Valdrin Stormcrown, glanced behind me, saw no one, and immediately bristled. "That brat didn't come back with you again?" he snapped. "The decree is already issued, and he still doesn't know how to cherish you. When he returns, I'll give him a proper scolding."