Yelena X Bob Novels & Stories

Together. back to Elena's narrative

Ethan is free to talk to her, about his business or whatever the hell he has to talk about! -"I'm sorry about your mother, Angelic. I promise not to take too long with your husband, I know you need him," Elena says naturally. I can think of very nasty things to say to this bitch, however, I just keep quiet. I won't hide the mutual hatred we feel. -"Forgive Angelic, she's shaken by what happened," Bob says. Damn! You've known this woman for five minutes! Don't apologize for me, while you see a wolf in sheep's clothing. Everyone has their own fucking shit, and Elena is not part of Bob's problems!

The air inside carried the faint scent of fresh polish and distant coffee as they ascended, numbers flickering past in a blur. Stepping onto the tenth floor, Elena barely had time to scan the marble-tiled corridor before a familiar figure crossed her path. “Hi, Mr. Bob,” she called out, her smile instinctive. “Morning, Elena,” Bob replied, adjusting the sleeves of his navy uniform. His broad frame cast a faint shadow against the glass-paneled walls. “Hope you had a wonderful night yesterday?” she asked, her tone light but her mind already drifting to the dream that had clung to her thoughts since dawn.

Kayson turned to Shyla and said, “Ms. Tinsley, let’s hang out again next time.” Shyla replied flatly, “Sure. But it’ll be your turn to call me out next time.” Smiling, Kayson replied, “Sure.” After that, he left the Tinsley mansion and headed straight to the location that Bob had sent him. Meanwhile, Bob was sitting on the floor with blood lining the corner of his lips. It was a complete mess on the first floor. A bloodied woman was lying on the floor with a television on top of him. A middle-aged man was playing with a dagger in front of Bob. He looked at Bob with cold eyes and asked, “Has Eden Joy ever done anything bad to you, Bob? Why must you put your life on the line for such a little

Another laughter burst out between them and even though their hearts were aching, Selena and Gabriel still felt a bit of happiness at that moment. “I love you!” Selena abruptly said. “Me too.” Gabriel replied with a soft smile on his face. Bob felt invincible as he stood quietly, watching his young master mood swift every five seconds. ‘He must be feeling so much right now.’ Bob thought. At that moment his phone rang, so he took it out of his pocket. When he gazed at the message on the screen, his expression became a bit serious. “Sir?” Bob called out. “What is it?” Gabriel asked.

"I'll go talk to her right now. I am sure I'll get a date." "Okay then." He answered sarcastically. "Just wait and see." I said and walked up to her with plenty confidence. "Hi. I am Tony Caraballo. Owner of the gym. But you can call me Ballo." I said smoothly, a grin on my face. "I am Camilla Rúiz." She replied with a small smile. She had a really thick latina accent. "Nice to meet you, Camilla. So I was wondering if I can get your number and call you sometime."

I face forward and take off. ********** Elena's POV I don't know why I agreed, but I did. Those green orbs of his make me say yes. Why am I such a sucker for beautiful eyes? I wring my hands together nervously. Calm down Elena. We're just eating something together. Nothing more. Before I know it we arrive at a small place called Luca's Pizzeria. We exit the car and walk in. We look around and find a booth in the back to sit at.

“Babe…” Elena said softly, her voice trembling just a little. Raphael looked up from the bed, concern flickering in his brown eyes. “Babe, what’s going on?” “Nothing,” she replied too quickly. “I just… I watched a scary video on my phone. It really freaked me out. That’s why my phone fell.” For a second, Raphael just stared — then burst into laughter. “So, you got scared?” Elena frowned and crossed her arms. “Really? You’re laughing at me?”

“That’s my dirty little assistant. Calling your boss Daddy while he fingers your sloppy cunt in front of the whole city.” Elena’s moans grew louder, shameless. “Daddy… oh fuck, Daddy, it feels so good. Your fingers are so deep.” He edged her again and again, bringing her right to the brink four times, making her beg louder each time. “Tell Daddy how long you’ve wanted this,” he demanded, thumb rubbing her clit in tight circles. “Six months,” she sobbed with pleasure. “I’ve wanted your cock for six months, Daddy. I hated it but I touched my pussy every night thinking about you ruining me.”

They went to class together, ate together, shopped together, and spent every day together. Gradually, Yara was drawn into Yelena’s world. She met her family and fell in love with her brother, Marcus Quinn. But she kept her feelings to herself and never told anyone. After graduation, Yelena went abroad to study. Yara remained in Jadewood and applied for jobs. She became Marcus’ secretary just so she could see him often. One day, something unexpected happened. Marcus was drugged. Yara was about to call the hospital when he lost control and pushed her against the wall. He kissed her fiercely.