The Scarlet Letter Novels & Stories

“Stacey, we need to go.” “Are you kidding?” she whispered, clutching my arm. “I need a moment to process what just happened. He was even hotter than I imagined, and that woman with him? Who is she, Tarini? And why do you get all the luck? First, you’re on a date with Mr Dr Good-on-Paper Aryan, and then Professor Valerian himself swoops in to save you?” Well her madness is the result of the woman with Valerian. “It’s not luck,” I muttered, trying to brush off her questions. “And he’s just…our professor. I need that recommendation, Stacey. This isn’t a romantic comedy.”

His eyes widened in shock. “Don't.” I said coldly. “Touch. Me.” He dropped my wrist like I'd burned him. I walked away without looking back, my heels clicking against marble with perfect rhythm. Behind me, I heard one of them curse. The banquet hall stole my breath, but I didn't let it show. Crystal chandeliers cast rainbow light across polished floors, and conversations hummed in a dozen languages. This was my world now. “Well, well. What do we have here?”

“I just don’t like people touching what’s mine.” Dex’s eyes flashed with triumph. He leaned across the table until their lips were barely a breath away. “Then maybe you should mark what’s yours more clearly,” he whispered. “Because right now.… I’m tempted to bend you over this table and remind you exactly who you belong to.” Elian’s breath hitched. His bandaged fingers curled into fists on the table as memories of the previous day flooded his head like a hurricane, almost destroying the little sanity he had left. He glared at the culprit who was the reason for the thoughts roaming in his head.

Ezra, choosing silence over words, listened intently, realizing she had no answers to the myriad of questions Scarlet presented. A sudden pause hung in the air, and Scarlet's gaze shifted from the plate to Ezra. "I am getting old," she confessed, her eyes distant. "I want you to come back and live with us. I don't want to hurt you, but you can't leave us like that." Scarlet's plea hung in the air, the vulnerability in her eyes revealing a loneliness that had settled in over the years.

He hasn’t risked everything to save you tonight, only to rent your body out again. “I’m not sharing this slut with anyone,” is his firm response. Is that a twinge of disappointment you feel? This experience has awakened something within you, and you’re not sure you’ll be able to put it back to sleep. “I understand completely sir. Enjoy your purchase!” With a sweeping bow, the auctioneer gestures to the doorway at the back of the room. Dante Emerson wraps you in his hoodie and leads you out through the crowd, which mercifully parts to let you through. You exit into a dirty alley. It’s night outside and the wind is chill, particularly on your exposed thighs where his semen is still wet.

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

“ But Harvey never wanted a child with her but he got two babies with another women , did he hate her that much , so he never loved her enough to make her the mother of his kids “ The thought of it alone gave her anxiety , she felt extremely pained . When Scarlet felt a hand touch her, it brought her out of her thoughts and it was no other than Kira. “Young mistress , we are here, you have to be strong, “ she reminded her. Scarlet didn’t reply but just looked at the place ahead of her , it was a church and on the entrance was boldly written “ the Pentecostal church of Christ “

Their love is still in a budding state as against her with whom he also possesses a child. Scarlet would never wish to be the second wheel breaking families for her selfish reasons though she loves Ace with all her heart. She is possessive and sharing Ace with another woman is out of the question. Also she is a custom-bound and ritualistic girl with a strong belief in God and human values. Eyeing on something that doesn't belong to her is not her trait. Making herself a cup of coffee, Scarlet sat on the lawn with the daily in her hand. As soon as she opened the front page the bold letters published in black shook her existence.

“Thank you, Amanda, “ Scarlet took the envelope and stood before excusing herself so she could start her first day. Scarlet was so nervous as she looked around. She was an orphan who never went to any school or college. All her designs were self-taught and she was afraid of making a mistake knowing Easton would eat her alive. Or maybe he was waiting for her to make a mistake. The thoughts spun in her mind as she walked into the elevator. Her brown curls were tied into a loose bun and her white suit fitted her perfectly. It wasn’t too tight nor too loose. It held her in the right places and she completed the look with nude makeup. Scarlet was a beautiful brown-skinned woman, but she didn’t kn