Until You Can T Brittney Sahin Novels & Stories

Zane clenched his fists angrily. Sierra didn't say a thing again. She just patted his shoulders, beginning to step into the living room where Brittany already dumped all her bags. "Is Bianca still with Briella?" Sierra asked and the two sisters hummed. "Brittany, it's time to go live." Bethany said. Brittany quickly sat in front of the computer and she started streaming live. "Hello everyone, Brittany here. I'm sure you're all disappointed about Brie's concert being canceled.

Here we go again. I rolled my eyes on him. Noah laughed. Before I could react, he shoved his phone at me. “What is this?” I asked, clueless. Noah pointed at the screen. “This is Hunter Enterprises’ website and company page." He explained. At first, I did not know the relevance, but then my eyes scanned the page, and I gasped when I fully comprehended what he wanted to convey. “You fire Britney?” I asked incredulously. “Not only did I fire her, but she was also declared persona non grata in all properties owned by Hunter Enterprises. I cut all my ties with her and asked a court to issue a temporary restraining order against her.”

Hazel and I both hear the front doors slam open from where we’re sitting and look up in alarm. What now? This isn’t exactly Grand Central Station. Visitors outside of showcase events are typically few and far between. But ever since things with Pasha and Conrad heated up, it’s almost like we should just install a revolving door. “You.” Shit. I know that voice. I’ve been wincing at that rasping, pathetic babydoll voice since boarding school. “Hi, Brittany.” I hold my smoothie close like a shield as I turn to face her. She is a woman on a mission. A violent mission, if I had to guess. Her finger jabs in the air at me and if looks could kill, I’d be long dead. “I hope you’re fucking happy,” she

Aaron shouted at her while banging on the poor door. They were in the success party of Athaliah's business deal with the princess of England. The deal was successful and her clients were really happy. Her career took a huge turn after that deal and so her family and Aaron's family including Aaron thought to throw a success party for her where they have invited their friends, relatives, big shots, celebrities and famous businessmen. There Aaron met Brittany, the girl who caused their breakup. She was working as a waitress in one of his hotels where they hosted the party. He has a lot of hotels and he doesn't have to check on every new hired worker. That's what happened in Brittany's case.

I whined, dropping my head on the table. “You should give in,” Brittany said. I frowned, “no” Priya shot her a glare, “why would she do that?” she asked. I may have lost the idea behind the sex hiatus but I had too much pride to go back on my words. “but it’s clearly getting to her, why suffer yourself when you can probably be drowned in ecstasy,” Brittany said. “or you could give him a taste of his medicine,” Priya said, wriggling her eyebrows suggestively.

I just leaned back and watched. “Is that really what you guys were talking about?” I asked, Gavin in the mind-link. “Yeah. Brittany asked about Brett’s childhood that wasn’t violent. She was hoping to learn what Brett liked outside of fighting. Build that connection, you know.” I met his eyes. I didn’t have to answer for him to understand how thankful I was for her to try to connect with Brett. So far, Brett has only connected with Gavin. It made sense. With all the danger, him translating me as she puts it, and her being a warrior. Hopefully, with the danger being gone, she will be able to open up to Brittany and build a friendship.

I said, hurt biting into me. “He’s busy,” Brittany said. “Maybe he’ll call you later when we’re done with what we are doing here. He’ll dump you himself. But right now. Take a fucking hint.” Brittany’s POV I held Jason’s phone to my ear, breathing heavily for the show of it. I stood in front of the television, pressing the volume up as much as I could without waking up the whole house. On the screen, two lovers had the kind of hot, athletic sex that only p**n stars could truly accomplish.

Alex: Just because you're insecure, you do this? Britney: I hate you, that's it. Now all you need to do is just enjoy and have some fun with my men. Bring the camera and set it up. Britney asked the driver to set the camera and record a video. Britney: Alex with ten men. Isn't this good as a headline? Okay men, have fun. Britney said and left the room.

The urge to kill Gio is clawing me at my neck. How could he lose River? How do you lose such a woman? ‘You all lost her’, Silva barks. I ignore. “I will banish you to hell myself you little brat if you do not—Britney, where the fuck did you take River? Girls’ night out, my foot. Where is our mate?” Losing his cool, dropping all pretenses, Shane’s expression dials down from anger to desperation as he speaks to the youngest member of our pack, Britney O’Shea.

Brittany challenges me. “Try again,” I sigh. “He is a man. Every man wants to see what is on the other side. I just have to show him it’s greener here.” “Green is absolutely your color,” Samantha laughs. “You two keep your mouths shut and watch me turn his eye, his head, and take his dick. I bet I get him humping me in three months,” I smirk at them. “If you lose you quit our team and ask HR to reassign you,” Brittany smirks back.