The One Where Ross Got High Novels & Stories

she said evenly. That earned her a low, amused chuckle. “You’re not what I expected from a maid.” “And you’re not what I expected from a mafia boss.” He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, until there were only a few inches between them. The faint scent of whiskey and smoke curled around her. His voice dropped. “You say ‘mafia’ like it’s a bad word.” “I say it like it’s a dangerous one.” For a moment, the air between them was charged, his gaze dipping briefly to her mouth before meeting her eyes again. Then, just as quickly, he stepped back, the moment broken.

“Enough to recognize the pattern. You destroy everyone who gets in your way, Ross. You call it business. I call it rot.” The room was still. Ross’s eyes darted toward the table, to the small metal shape taped beneath its underside — hidden for emergencies. He smiled faintly, and that terrified look began to melt from his face, replaced by something darker. Cassie noticed the change in his eyes but said nothing. She crossed her arms. “So what’s it going to be, Ross?” she asked. “Are you going to make a scene or walk away like a man?” Ross’s smile widened. “Walk away?” he repeated, almost amused. “You really don’t know me at all.”

Michelle half whispered. Her blood boiled just by hearing his name. Inhaling deeply, Taya jetted, breaking into Ella's office. Lucas was inside with Ella in his arms. They were about to kiss but interrupted by Taya. The coffee and goodies in Taya's hands dropped off onto the floor. The black liquid splattered all over the floor near Taya's feet. Taya's eyes glared, her heart beat faster against her ribcage. "Disgusting!" She muttered through her clenched teeth while she walked closer to Lucas and Ella.

Rose was under the hot water, thinking, thinking hard about what this arrangement meant for her. She knew she couldn’t resist Roman, no matter if he was a mafia boss or an old patient. His fleeting albeit scorching touches played a dirty game on her. And it seemed like she couldn’t get enough of his penetrating gaze too. He saw right through her, knew exactly what could possibly upset her, and what could hurt her too… Hell, he even remembered that she was allergic to berries. She hadn’t felt so seen in years.

Erika began to drown herself in the bitterness of the drink, the same bitterness she was feeling in her chest. She spent her time reminiscing on Zayn's words of her being spoiled and accusing people blindly. "Fools." She spat out and gulped down the drink, wincing at the hot sensation. Ross surprisingly visited the club of the Lycans for a friend's birthday party. As usual, he was bored sitting there and doing nothing but stare at the people dancing on stage. Suddenly, he stood up to leave, saying he couldn't stay back any longer. Just as he walked towards the entrance, he caught the sight of someone laying on the counter with a glass in hand.

Since we had time left, we decided to Go to Ross's room. We suspected that it would be less..Toxic, than mine but infact, it was much worse. Immediately Brenda walked in, all the guys passed her Lustful glares but she ignored them, bouncing on Ross's bed. > Woah, Is she a new mobster? > Or a maid? > Whoever she was, she is Hella hot. > I feel my dih standing right now. > I wanna taste her puxxy. > Gawd! I'm Cumming in my pants.

The woman smiled back at him and helped him get up but he suddenly blacked out. Terrence gained consciousness again as soon as they reached home. “What happened?” he asked. He still feels lightheaded from drinking too much. He looked at the person beside him. It’s the woman of his dreams. He grinned ear to ear as he looked at her. “Let’s go.” She said with a smile on his face avoiding his question. He couldn’t get enough of her intoxicating smile and hypnotizing stares. They went straight to her room. He pulled her closer to him and pinned her against the door.

Her mouth didn't say anything, but the look in her eyes seemed to be screaming for him to give her more and more. This was her first experience. Letting a young man play with her body, coupled with the influence of alcohol on her body, Rossa did not expect this to be a truly intoxicating experience. The young man knelt between Rossa's stomach, bending his knees. He stroked her cheek softly for a while before inserting his thumb into her mouth. Somehow, as if she understood what he wanted, Rossa sucked the thumb greedily. Her facial expression looked very horny. The young man let Rossa suck his thumb for a while and then pulled it out. His two burly hands then squeezed her firm breasts gently

She was the only person Ross still let get close without shrinking. That afternoon, the room was silent. The end-of-day light came in through the big window, golden and sad, painting stripes on the white floor. Ross stared at the ceiling, eyes sunken, skin almost transparent, black hair spread on the pillow like spilled ink. Helen fiddled with her phone, trying to distract her friend with cute puppy photos and silly videos. Suddenly, the television hanging on the wall turned on by itself to the news channel. An excited anchor spoke too loud for the environment.

Half an hour later, Jack and Aisha left the barbecue shop. He did not expect so many things to happen that day, especially before they got to eat. After sending Aisha away, the corners of Jack’s mouth curled up slightly, revealing a bewitching smile. “Now, the game is almost over!” At this moment, Ross was lying next to his computer, trying his best to break through the 50th level. “F*ck! I can’t do it!” “Go back and build a bridge first. Yes!” A few people surrounded him. Unknowingly, their faces were covered in sweat.