The Sultan Love Sub Indo Novels & Stories

But I can't let myself be swayed by this love. I couldn't live here in this tiny apartment. I wonder how poor people manage to live in such cramped places. Here, there's only one bedroom, a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, a small laundry area, and nothing more. And he says he's happy living here, even worse, it's in the suburbs of São Paulo. It's quite a trip from the south zone to here.

Emilia felt like she was melting into Marco's arms, her love for him growing with every passing moment. "I love you, Marco," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Marco's arms tightened around her. "I love you too, Emilia," he replied, his voice filled with emotion. As they drifted off to sleep, Emilia knew that she had found her soulmate in Marco. She was exactly where she was meant to be, and she knew that she would never let him go. Just as Marco and Emilia were drifting off to sleep, there was a knock at the door. Marco groggily opened his eyes and yelled, "Go away! I'm busy!"

I said, of course, I don't want to make her husband angry hehe. I saw Sultan moving his gun down and then stepped back. He held his wife's hand in front of me, then bent over and kissed her head glaring at me. So he wants to show me that he loves his wife. But why? Then he walked away dragging her with him once he was done with showing affection to his wife. I took another biggest sigh. Where I have gotten myself into? This family is fucking crazy! pov end ---

Orion’s eye focused on Selena more than it should, tracing every curve that is visible due to wet dress now. “You like her, don’t you?” Sultan’s gravelly voice shook him a little as he snapped his head to him. When he realizes he had been admiring her all this time, he scrunched his nose as he rubbed his hand behind his neck, turning his face to the opposite side. “You know it’s going to be complicated, right? I mean, she is from city and probably doesn’t want to stay here” Orion just nodded as he pursed his lips. After a pause, he let out a sigh of frustration

This could be the start of something new, something exciting. Snapping my fingers in front of Sophia's face, I bring her back to reality. "Girl," I say, trying to suppress a smile. "He's gone." Sophia blinks, her gaze finally leaving the spot where Adrian had stood. "He is exciting though," she admits, a dreamy look in her eyes. "Yeah, he is," I agree, my mind replaying our conversation. "And he's fine. His perfume... it's so charming." Sophia laughs, her loud personality filling the grand hall. "Men!" she exclaims, shaking her head. "Well, Ella, it seems like you've caught the attention of the most eligible bachelor in San Francisco."

I couldn't help myself. -"I.....I..... don't know what...to say....please father don't cry...I cannot see you like this" -"We....we lost them all........"I said amid tears. -"Father I really don't care as long as we love each other. I have you and you have me. Right?" -"But honey.... how are you supposed to get married without dowry?" -"You know father I have something to tell you too....I am in love with a man. A noble man. And he loves me too. I am sure that the lack of dowry won't be a problem to him"

“I love watching you ride me. Love the way your tits bounce. Love that look on your face like you are about to cum undone." I was close and i could feel my orgasm building, coiling tight in my stomach. "Touch yourself," he commanded. "Play with your clit while you ride me. I want to feel you cum on my cock." I obeyed like the submissive slut I always was for him. My hand found my clit, my fingers working in tight circles. The added sensation pushed me closer, and my rhythm on him faltered. "That's it," he growled. "Right there. You are going to be a good girl and cum for me, aren't you?"