Uncontrollably Fond Story Novels & Stories

I raised my eyebrows at the obvious lie. "And how would you know that?" I find my self trying to hold back my smile. "You helped with my sexual frustration." I glared throwing the invitation card on his face. He skillfully catches it giving a dimpled smile. Holy water. "The card says today at 8." He looks at the card he had unwrapped without permission. Rude much. "I'm not going anyway, Javi has to work this night and there's no way I'm going alone." The place is going to be filled with snobs to be truthful I'm also a snob. I picked up my cup of coffee taking a sip.

Everybody has that one fantasy they wish to fulfill besides my aunty is dying and I was going to fuck him just this once! It's not like we're getting married or something. We were just…. Breaking one or two rules. What is life without rebelling against the things we were warned about. But I swear I never planned it would happen this soon. I had just heard mom complain about not being able to deliver a fruit basket to her sister and I had innocently volunteered. I honestly didn't have anything in mind when I had agreed to it. I was just trying to be a good daughter and a lovely step niece to my aunty. She had asked and pleaded, almost crying, that I spent the weekend with her and told me stor

Beneath the question about responsibility and stories, someone had written a response. We cannot control the story. We can only control the moment that creates it. She read it twice. Then stepped back. The fires burned low. The winter air remained sharp. And somewhere beyond the valley, Silver Creek was becoming a story others would interpret in their own ways. But here, In the clearing, It remained what it had always been. A practice. Not a legend.

"I don't have control of what I say or do then." "Yes, you do," Dena said. "Hypnosis isn't mind control. You see these people on TV who start acting like ducks because they're told to, but that's not how it really happens. You never lose your self-control, even under hypnosis. If you truly don't want to do it, you won't. And back there, you refused to accept Race as your husband." "I acknowledge him," Chrissie replied weakly, stepping away from Dena and biting down on her lip.

"Sha, I'll always break the rules when I'm with you, Sha. Do you forget that I had an affair with you while I was still married to Freya?" Uncle Vincent asked with a sardonic laugh. His eyes looked at me with disdain. "And because you're in my hotel, I'll never conduct any of this professionally," Uncle Vincent said as he raised his feet onto the table, then spun his chair around. "I would never be professional when dealing with you."

he continued, voice dark with amusement, “moaning around your uncle’s cock like a little banshee. What would your mother and my brother say if they found out their precious Katie loves being fucked by her uncle?” I clenched hard around him at the filthy words. He groaned louder. “That’s it… my dirty little girl loves taking her uncle’s dick, doesn’t she?”

For this, I don't feel the need to lie to my mother. "Photo?" “Ho oh, a photo of my mother with Aunt Donna, Aunt Ratna, Uncle Jackson and… Uncle Rhicard” Mother's face instantly turned pale when she heard Uncle Richard's name come out of my lips. Mother's hand that stroked my head stopped for a moment. I could see her eyes were staring with various kinds of emotions dancing in them. "Honey, would you like to hear a story?" Mother asked in a sad voice "A story about an orphan girl who fights against this world.."

I began telling him the honest version of my story. --To be continued… Please support my other works: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18+ Forbidden Heat 18+

He flinched like I hit him. “I loved you every single day. That part was never a lie…You have to believe that.” He said standing up from his seat “How am I supposed to believe anything you tell me?” “Because it’s the one thing I never managed.” “Everything else, the documents, the story, the trust, I controlled all of it. I planned for every contingency. But loving you wasn’t something I decided to do. It happened, and once it happened, I couldn’t undo it, no matter how much I told myself I should.”

Steph retorted. “Why are you so annoyed?” Stella asked patiently. “I am not fine. I might be if you give that story to me. I want to do it.” “But that is practically impossible. I assigned the story, and all the arrangements have been made for Robert. You can’t get the story. I will assign you another story.” Stella said, getting back to her seat. “Haha. If you don’t assign me that story, I will tell the manager that you are favoring Robert because you have an affair with him. How will that sound to you?”