Yes & Yes Novels & Stories

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Hope Zoey isn't crazy for being stuck with Zeus :'( See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

I have needs and they have to be met. You have to do your best to get better because you have just a month and not a day more. Don't forget that you do not need your legs to give me the pleasures I desire. I call the shots here so it will be in your best interest to get well in less than one month."

There was no one else, nothing else, but the two of us. "Body and soul."--- He agrees at the same moment.--- "And you, are you mine?" "With all the strength of my being."--- I affirm. Yes, I am his and he is mine. We are each other's and nothing and no one can change that fact. I smile widely at him, bringing our faces closer together. I press my lips to his, closing my eyes at the same moment, initiating a slow and sweet kiss. I feel his caress on my face simultaneously with the synchrony that our tongues possess.

She said accepting the coffee before placing an envelope on the table. “What’s this?” I asked, taking the envelope. “You’ll see,” She said and walked out. I saw a little note on the envelope and my eyes widened as I read it. From: Putin Global To: Todd Thomas. I sat, opened the envelope, and read its content. Dear Mr. Thomas, This is a letter directly from Mr. Monsell Edgecombe the CEO of Putin Global. It is however semi-official for I wish to thank you for saving my daughter, Ms. Morgan…

He started "It's with regards to our previous conversation" "I'm all ears" The elderly man replied. "Well, Celine finally agreed to get married!" "Yess!!!!!" One could tell that Mr Smith had gotten the greatest news ever. He smiled so widely that Paul could count his teeth. The man even mimicked a drum roll on his desk. Mr Smith's display of happiness made Paul smile. He suddenly realized how fond of Celine his boss was, he realized that even if Xavier was cold hearted and all, Celine had a safe space in Mr Smith.

The yes that means: I am ready to stop hiding. The yes that means: I am ready to be part of what comes next. The yes that contains, somewhere at its core, the specific relief of something that has been alone in the doing for a very long time being offered company in it at last. "Yes," she says. "I will teach." --- Neva writes it into the notation before the contact has fully closed.

“Will you be able to handle yourself on your own ?” “Yes. Now what are the results ?” “Positive” * Swoons * “Hmm ?! What the hell ! Get upppp !!”

With an exaggerated eye roll, I tell him, “I am going to do the same for you, get your revenge I mean, and then after all of that, I need you to say yes.” “Say yes to what?” “Whatever the question might be, say yes.” “No.”

I said and she replied, "No, I asked first so shouldn't I be the one to get the answer first?" "I don't think we will be able to come to a conclusion like this. How about we write our answers on this tissue paper and gave to each other at the same time?" she was thinking for a moment while tapping her chin and let me tell you, I have never seen such a cute girl. I am so in love with my Sama ONLY IF SHE KNEW. After thinking or should I say putting an act of thinking for 30 seconds she agreed. We both wrote our answers and passed the paper to each other at the same time. I opened the paper only to find out an emoji with a tongue out drawn on it. She checked my paper and then looked at me with