Novel & Cerita Venti X Barbara

"Are you disobeying my words?" "Barbara why are you so afraid of me?" Dexter looked at Barbara abd suddenly chinned in. "Afraid of you? Why will I be afraid of you?" Barbara asked back. "Since you're not, why are you afraid of taking my car?" Dexter retorted. "Who said I was?" Barbara squealed, her voice raising in a crescendo. "If you're not afraid then why don't you get in?" Dexter answered. Under Dexter's provocation, Barbara opened the car door. After getting in the car, she found that she was done in by Dexter.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TEN I grabbed his hand and with as much strength as I could muster, I pushed it away from my thigh. The sound of my underwear snapping back into place didn't go unnoticed as he chuckled darkly.

Alex smiled and looked at Vivian. “She couldn’t even say thank you,” Vivian said and they both laughed. “She doesn’t even smile,” she said and they laughed again. She yawned tiredly as Vivian walked away to the kitchen. “Oh, Adrian, where are you?” She asked tiredly. He stepped out of the car with his eyes fixed on the car in front of him. Beside the car, stood Barbara who was beautifully dressed that night in a short red sleeveless dress that stopped right on her thighs. He could see her beautiful face glowing in the dark and her red lips broke into a smile as he walked towards her.

DARLENE *Six months later* Bran is now a year old and this the moment I've been eagerly waiting for. He's old enough to stop breastfeeding and now I'm ready, more than ever to go back to work. I miss swinging on my swivel chair, send mails and replying to others, holding board meetings here and there and also meeting various clients. Today being on a Monday, Jeff will be traveling to another city for a business dinner with some partners and I'll be left in full charge of the main branch.

Barbara said, slamming a hundred dollar note on the table. I expected a powerful player tonight, but not a desperate one. Dante wasn’t interested in anyway, but she wouldn’t give up. “What do you want, Barbara?” I asked, and she chuckled. “You know I like girls like you, Elowen Amato.” My lashes fluttered as she mentioned my full name. For a moment I fought to gain composure, then I faced her with s straight look on my face.

The mouthwatering scent of the snack bar’s trademark barbecue. "You seem to be having a lot of fun" I grinned "Every minute out of Mr. Angelo office is a time to be alive" I couldn't help but imagine the hell I went through and pitied my ex colleagues. Now that I know how it feels to work under someone that truly values your worth, I couldn't imagine myself ever working in such conditions again. "That bad?" I asked "His temper grow worse daily, he flips on the slightest error and rages endlessly" "I'm so sorry" I replied

Barbara pointed at Willow. Barbara did not like Rumi. It was plain as daylight and Willow did not need to be told by a soothsayer but could Barbara be blamed? Oh yes, Willow knew nothing about this new woman who just introduced herself to her as Marshall's Beta but the woman gave off good vibes. Rumi was a different case.

[ Oindrila ] The bartender placed the glass on the counter. "Your drink, miss." I mouthed a quiet thank you before picking up the glass and taking a sip of the alcohol. The sharp taste burned pleasantly down my throat. The bartender flashed me a flirtatious smile before turning away to attend to other customers. Turning on the stool, I looked at the dance floor where men and women were dancing, forgetting everything in the world. I had also come here to forget everything... all the painful things that were happening in my life. I wanted to drown my sorrow in alcohol.

"Lisa, are you really sorry?" She froze, then nodded frantically. "I am! I really am!" "No." I shook my head, tearing away the last scrap of dignity she had left. "You're not sorry. You just regret losing the bet. "What you wanted was never me. What you wanted was George's affection and dependence—and at the same time, the prestige and convenience of having a fire captain as your boyfriend. You wanted both. You didn't want to give up either. "At the explosion site, you defended George because putting me down in front of him fed your pathetic vanity.

“ Because if you do, you will regret it. The next person to follow Vittorio will be you.” Barbara's breath hitched and I could tell I had finally gotten through to her. Barbara’s breath hitched, and I could tell I had finally gotten through to her. She had overplayed her hand, thinking she could manipulate me. But she had forgotten one crucial thing. I was always ten steps ahead. “Get out,” I said, my voice flat. “You’ll regret this, Enzo.” Barbara said, her hands clenched by her sides. I smirked. “I doubt it.”