White Collar Fanfiction Novels & Stories

This one from a notorious society gossip site, The Inside Loop. GILDED CAGE LOVE TRIANGLE: Inside the Messy Drama That Sparked a Finch Charity The article was a slick, salacious piece of innuendo. It painted Liam as the bored wealthy scion, me as the childhood friend turned "fixer," and Maya as the "alluring live-in nanny" who sparked a "clandestine affair." It mentioned the "hasty, secret wedding" and hinted at "financial demands" made by the "new Mrs. Thorne." It framed Clara as the "wronged partner" who was now turning her pain into philanthropy. The word "gold-digger" wasn't used, but it hung in the air between every line.

He drove in slowly as I whimpered silently, trying to control myself from moaning out despite the pains I was feeling at that moment but the pleasure I'm feeling wasn't something I can let go of. Collins pushed his dick inside my pu**y in a rough way. A loud whimper escaped my lips as he let out a groan. I stuttered, "Collins, please gently" I pleaded as tears streamed down his cheeks. TBC... Who else apart from me didn't believe this

With a calculated strategy, he crafted a bold and attention-grabbing headline: "The CEO of Whitlock Corporation Caught in a Steamy Affair with an Unknown Woman." With the caption in place, Jason took a step back, surveying his work. He knew that the article would ignite a firestorm of speculation and gossip, causing ripples throughout the corporate world and beyond. The truth was about to be unveiled, and the consequences would be undeniable. As the article went live, the internet began to buzz with the shocking revelation. Social media platforms ignited with discussions, shares, and comments, as users eagerly spread the scandalous news. The story quickly gained momentum, capturing the atten

Sparrow let out a chuckle. Vladiv's brows rose he seemed surprised by what Sparrow had told him like it was something unbelievable. "You are kidding, right? Jack gave you a million dollars! Hold on a second," Vladiv mumbled stroking his chin in thought. "You blackmailed him, didn't you? I guess it has to do with the things he said about you not telling me anything. What are you both hiding from me?" Vladiv muttered his eyes studying Sparrow whose lips pressed together not wanting to say a thing about what happened earlier today.

The words I had once said — Dad, I really don’t feel well — had finally become a knife he could no longer pull out of his heart. Jenna’s ending was no better. She had grown up spoiled by favor and had learned that all she had to do was cry or pretend, and everyone would take her side. But once the truth about the white collar came out, the whole Black Pine Pack learned what she had done over the years. She was expelled from school first. Later, she was removed from the most favored cub lists and quietly cut out of every social circle that had once welcomed her. After that, she started running with a bad crowd. She stole, lied, picked fights, and became harder and harder for anyone to tolerat

Just raw, filthy use. I signed it with a steady hand because I’m Bianca fucking Voss, and I don’t lose. I’m a seductress. I’ve always been the one who makes men beg. This time I’d make them pay with every thrust, every drop of cum they pumped into me. By the end of the month, they’d be addicted to their little cousin’s holes, and I’d walk away richer than all of them combined. At least that’s what I told myself as I stepped into the private elevator of their downtown penthouse building.

His hand slid down, found my clit, and rubbed firm circles while I continued to rock on the toy. “I chose you because I already knew you wouldn’t ask for that. I’ve watched you for months. You’re not looking for soft. You’re looking for the thing that finally takes the choice out of your hands and still leaves you dripping for it. That’s why the party. That’s why the men. That’s why this.” He pressed harder on my clit. “I’m offering you the same thing I offered her. A collar that doesn’t come off at the end of the night. A place in my bed. And the knowledge that when I want to share you again, I will. You’ll open for them the same way you opened tonight—because I told you to.”

“You’re cracking. All these lies about money, the cheating whispers. I heard about that assistant in Miami. You fucked her?” Damian looked away, jaw tight. “One time. Stress relief. Doesn’t mean shit. But the debts? Yeah, I hid how bad. Millions. This deal fixes it all. My control slips if we lose. I need you loyal to this plan.” “Loyal?” She laughed bitter. “By getting another man’s dick inside me? You value your success over me not feeling like a whore.” Another knock. This time a hotel staff with flowers,not roses, but her favorite lilies mixed with something else. Attached note: “For the woman who deserves to be treated with love and pure care .Tonight. My suite. Think about my hands whi

“I’d take her in the supply closet. Lock the door, push her against the shelves, pull her blouse open so those enormous breasts pop out, and suck on them while I finger her. Then bend her over a box of paper and fuck her senseless. She looks so professional, but I bet she’d love it, moaning like a slut once the decent clothes come off.” The table erupted in hushed, filthy laughter. Heads nodded vigorously. Jake took a bite of his pizza, eyes distant as if still seeing her. “Real talk? I fantasize about creampieing her right on her desk. She’d look so fucking good with my cum dripping down her thighs while she tries to act normal for the next class.”

“Girl, don’t be. ’Cause just when it started to feel like something, some girl struts in like she owns him and he lets her drag him off. Didn’t even glance back. I just stood there… like a damn houseplant.” “Sounds like Chad,” she said, biting into her lemon. “Exactly! Graduates from the same jerk academy.” I jabbed my straw into my drink like it was his face. “Speaking of jerks, Chad’s all over town kissing Willow in public. And she’s telling everyone you dropped out of school.” And just like that, Willow’s voice replayed in my head, word for word: ‘You’ll never be more than the daughter of an alcoholic single mother with the sex appeal of a frog. Chad needed a real woman. Be grateful I ste