Without Romance Novels & Stories

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

I didn't feel good today to put on heavy makeup over my breakout face but what can I say when Rosa De Luca, the girl who wouldn't shut up if I refused her offered of this great idea to accompany her to this- another one of the party. I mean is not that I hate parties but is it just not my thing- especially when I am struggling with the girl problem right now but since I've been isolating myself in my small apartment over the past weeks- why not. She gasped an exaggerated gasp when I asked her that but I ignored her little comment about me being too unsociable.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

Jen approached madly to Loki while he gripped her arms as tightly and said. "Why do you come here just without my permission? Didn’t I told you never come to my birthday,?. “ and he added “ Let me be honest with you. The truth is... I never love you at the beginning. I just used you to replace her but let's end this. I don't want you anymore. I like women who have strong body, sweet, good -looking, a woman who can beautifully dressed and well-shaped body. While you are just dumb, simple girl, weak, quiet, and worthless. You're really shameful as my girlfriend. It's over now. Our relationship is just a joke."

I nudged him, snickering, and his brows arched as his eyes lit. "Me? I don't even have any girlfriends, and for fucking sake, I am still too young for that " he laughed, and I joined. "Your son will really need those fatherly tones you just used to advise me. At some point, I thought my father was the one speaking. One thing I want you to know is that I can't fall in love, and you see that wolf girl? There's nothing between us. If you want a proof, I can show you," I smirked, turning my face to the window.

She knew that Liam meant every word he said, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of a long and dangerous battle. "Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me until you forget about him." As Penelope and Liam's passion for each other intensifies, they begin to undress, their hands moving quickly to remove each other's clothing. Penelope's fingers shake as she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie underneath. Liam's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her, and he quickly sheds his own clothes. They stand before each other, their bodies bare, the love and desire they feel for each other clear in their eyes. They embrace, their

He pushed into me without warning, stretching and completing me. We always made love on the floor, knowing that our passion could easily break a bed. During our passionate encounter, every touch, every kiss, and every thrust brought us closer together, igniting a fire within us that consumed all other thoughts and worries. As our bodies moved in perfect harmony, the intensity of our connection grew, and I could feel the love and desire flowing between us. The room was filled with the sounds of our breathless moans and the rhythm of our bodies colliding. Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the depths of our passion, indulging in the pleasure that only we could share.

Like she owns all of me. “Something wrong with your movie?” I ask, dragging my gaze away from the curve of her thighs. “Subscription off?” She shakes her head. “No. I’ve watched it before, I wasn’t that intrigued.” “Oh,” I mutter. “Romance is boring now?” She chuckles, low and warm. “No. I never said that. Romance is still goated.” I snort. “I have seen better.” “Better things like what?” “Money and power. They exceed whatever fantasy you have wrapped romance in.”

Someone inside seemed to ask a question, and then: "Well, of course he's only having fun with her! Joseph's always been in love with that girl, from when we were in high school together! We were all roaring for him to go for it! I mean, can you imagine any girl saying no to this pretty face? But he was so serious about the whole thing, it was unbelievable! No experience, he said! No experience flirting with girls, or being in a relationship… or having sex! He simply refused to court that girl until he was sure he wouldn't mess things up… and that's why he picked up some other woman for a few years: it's all just for practice!" "And now, guess what? The girl of his dreams will be returning fr

But that was all this could be—a really lovely fantasy. No, she would not allow herself to fall in love with a man who would leave her and return to the dozens of women he probably saw regularly. Who are willing to do all sorts of things for him without the benefits of marriage. Rome closed the distance between them again. "Bree, sweetheart?" He sits up straight getting closer, "What's wrong, am I hurting you?" "Oh no, that's not it. But what are we doing, Rome?"