The Shy Beauty And The Billionaire Beast นิยาย & เรื่องราว

If he really wanted to make up for all the bad things he did, then he had a very long way to go. I had just finished applying my lipgloss when I heard a knock from outside the door. Lucy looked at me and then at the door. She opened the door and Baron walked in. I turned to look at him and was awestruck. Baron was indeed very handsome, as much as I despised him, I couldn’t deny that fact. He had beautiful hazel brown eyes and a jawline that was sculpted to perfection. And the man sure knew how to dress. I realised that he was staring at me longer than he should have. It made my heart flutter a little.

Before he could form any sort of response, Bella placed her stiletto clad foot on his chest and pushed. Shadow laughed as he fell onto the bed, but it quickly turned to lust-filled groans as Bella locked the door. Her captivating lilac eyes shone with mischief as she crawled along the bed, moving her body seductively over his own, and Shadow was immediately taken back to the dreams he used to have of his flame-haired beauty fucking him senseless. The reality was so much better. Bella could wear a paper bag, and he would still find her intellect, selflessness, and beauty irresistible.

Yes, she was drop-dead gorgeous, but she was a dull, prideless woman and she was the portrait of simplicity. Shawn was used to another type of woman. He was very harsh and could even become ruthless without trying too hard, so this little woman needed a different type of man, someone gentle and caring. No, little Belle was not the woman for him and he was not the man for her. Besides, she already showed him that she loathed him. The moment when she said it came back to him and a faint smile appeared on his lips. It had been such a long since Shawn thought or wanted someone so bad as he did Belle Baldwin. The ironic thing was that in order to hide the fact that he liked her, Shawn had to pret

My heart sinks into a bottomless pit as the lady arches her back and moans again. At the sound of my voice, Beau looks towards the door. He locks eyes with me, and my heart squeezes in my chest as I watch a frown appear on his face. Too shocked by the scene in front of me, I find myself frozen. Beau moves his eyes back to the lady on top of him, pulls her face down to his, and kisses her. He uses his other hand to control her waist to get them to their release. I blink my eyes rapidly as I realize he’s not going to stop even though I am standing right here. Oh my God! Is this really happening? The lady screams Beau's name, and a second later, Beau pulls out of her. He throws her on the bed a

“I don’t know what to say.” He gave her a small, sad smile. “You don’t have to say anything. Just… be here with me.” They sat in silence for a while after that, the weight of his confession hanging in the air between them. But as Emma looked at him—really looked at him—she began to see beyond the billionaire facade. She saw a man who had been hurt, who was still healing, who was searching for something real. And in that moment, she knew she wanted to be that for him—just as much as she wanted him to be that for her.

“That’s it.” The next morning, they both bore bruises—hers physical, his emotional. Still, Zara showed up to the war council meeting at the Crescent Court. Ruby met her at the gate with two espresso shots and a grim expression. “You made the news.” Zara blinked. “What?” Ruby pulled out her phone. A supernatural gossip blog blazed across the screen: > “Beast Billionaire’s Human Mate Linked to Ancient Blood Curse” Sources say the new Luna may not survive her first transformation. Victor Vale calls for firm investigation.

Amaya walked slowly and quietly behind the mean looking lady. She didn't have a single smile on her somehow wrinkled face,and she walked with the gait of an angry man. They kept walking and taking bends,until they arrived at another different building in the villa. This one was quite smaller compared to the mansion, but was far more luxurious. Everything screamed wealth and power. The guards at the gate stood professionally and at alert, with their guns at the ready. "Where was this mean looking woman taking her to?" Amaya wondered,but kept following like a lamb being led to be slaughtered.

Hugo’s head snapped back, and before he could recover, he ran back into the mansion, whimpering. Deangelo stood there, with lava literally coming out of his nose, like a fire-breathing dragon held back by a leash, questioning how everything had gone so wrong, so fast. "Lord Deangelo..." A melodic voice called his out his name, and he turned around to see who it was. It was—it was the beauty, she was leaning against the doorway of the backdoor, looking breathtakingly sexy and gorgeous. He let out a low whistle and began sprinting toward her, like a moth drawn to a flame.

I pushed myself closer to him, willing my fear to dissipate. "Beast," I whispered, struggling to find the words. "I need time to think about this. I haven't decided if I want to be with you or not." At my words, he withdrew his hands and stepped back, hurt and fear etched in his eyes. I couldn't help feeling guilty for causing him pain. As I looked at him, I struggled to find words to describe him. He was both terrifying and alluring, like a powerful animal waiting to pounce.

I try to be stern, but a huge grin begins spreading across my face at her antics, I can’t help it and Jack begins gushing as well so I’m surrounded. “Baby girl just how far have you gone? Please tell us. Shirtless?” I nod. “Aaaannnd??” Oh god, they want a description. “Um I’m not experienced with describing the male body guys and I haven’t seen anyone else, so I don’t have much to compare.” “But you watch movies, right?” I nod again to Anya’s question. “Okay so is he more like Jamie Dornan from Fifty Shades of Grey, or Robert Downey junior from Iron Man?”