Meanwhile, somewhere far, far away… "Thank you for choosing me above all the other servants here to serve you, Mistress Chin.” “Well, you were very convincing winking at me when we were still at the rooftop pool. Besides, I needed someone to act out my own ideal man and you just happened to be available. Beggars can’t be choosers, after all.” The waiter/server didn’t reply. He knew better than to try and correct this sex-starved bitch about her delusional points of view. There were enough horror stories about her to fill a whole Meganovel App romantic novel category - and then some - for him to know that she wouldn’t take it nicely. And the consequences could be very painful and even life-threatening as well… As of now, the now-naked server who had just finished pleasuring his master’s wife, was just happy to be faking his own passions so he wouldn’t be punished by the surgically “enhanced” bitch. Good thing too that she seemed so focused on another man in her imagination to noti
It was evidently thrashed since, obviously, Eron was never this messy. The camp looked like someone violently went through The Charmer’s tent and belongings with a fine-toothed comb to look for something of value, or maybe a large wild animal was just passing through and decided to destroy everything that wasn’t related to the forest. But the worst scene the lumberyard owner saw was the beautiful motorcycle that he didn’t know Eron had. It was completely destroyed, dismantled and was half-buried among the other debris. Near the scattered motorcycle parts, under one of the tent flaps, Jack saw something very familiar, and couldn’t believe what his eyes were showing him. He took a closer look… “Is it possible that you went that far, boy?” the foreman asked himself, as he looked down at the small, hand-held hatchet which he perfectly recognized. He personally requested this custom-made tool to be made in bulk, since it’s supposed to be an appreciation gift to all lumberyard workers who
“Yeah bro, so that’s all she’s got on The Right Hand but she’s still a threat. I don’t know what you’re planning but I think you should give her a bit of your attention.” “I agree, thank you for your input," answered the one the server had called over the phone. "Also, I’m really sorry that you had to go through all of that to get the information that you’re now passing on to me, bro. Don’t worry, I’ll make it all worth your while, in the end.” “As long as you bring down the governor, bro, then we’re all good. We just can’t take any more of what he’s doing to our place. This is where we grew up and he’s been fucking it up ever since he came into office. This has got to stop,” the waiter stated with gritted teeth while he activated the speakerphone so he could get dressed. “I know, and we promise you we will do what we can to deal with this as peacefully and as legally as possible to avoid any more bloodshed and violence. I wish I could do something about that directly but my hands a
The Detective had been alone in the condominium apartment ever since he returned from the precinct. It suited him fine since he did need to concentrate on all the documents and images that he had brought home, and his biggest distraction has always been his soon-to-be-wife. It’s as if the lyrics for the song “All of Me” by John Legend were made just for him regarding how he sees her. Yes, it’s not going to be easy to focus on his investigation if she was around. Even now, he found himself humming the song while it was playing inside his head. Just as he was about to hit the chorus, he noticed something in the large photo that he had in hand. He immediately took out a flat rectangular-shaped glass item from his shirt pocket - which was actually a high-end magnifying glass - and placed it on top of the questionable image. “What the heck… what is THAT doing there?” He brought the photo nearer the lamp which he had set up on the dining table, along with the case box files and the oth
He had brought her inside their simple farmhouse bedroom. Nothing fancy here, except perhaps the size of the king-sized bed with its plush, sturdy and high-end mattress underneath all those soft, thick country quilts and bed covers. And right now, that’s all that mattered to the Left Hand as he focused on the woman, he loved with all his heart and soul. “Are the children asleep, my love?” he half-growled into the soft dainty ear that he was licking and sucking. “Mmmm… yes, my love. And they usually stay in their room playing or just get snacks from the cupboard if I’m still asleep in my room. They are very obedient children and always follow your rule of never leaving the house if there are no grown-ups with them.” “Good… because I want to have you all to myself for a few hours.” “Oh, just a few hours? Such a shame…” “Yes, because by the time I’m through with you, you’ll be asleep until the morning. And I’ll be taking care of our children.” His wife giggled under him, and he to
Meanwhile, in a condominium building deep within the city’s most modern metropolitan center, another pair was also enjoying each other’s company. At this moment, they were already in the middle of their second round, and were still far from being completely satisfied. For Myron, that has never happened with any other woman… Before, he would already be sated with one round with his sexual partner, no matter how sexy or beautiful they were. Somehow, he never really felt this passionate need to continuously sexually satisfy a woman and find himself content as well. It all changed when he met her… “Lie down, baby. I want to take you for a ride…” "W-what? Wait, what are you doing…” His dainty fiancé pushed him down onto the bed, as her legs held his waist captive and her bouncy rounded ass kept him in place while she sat on him. “Stay still, horsey… your rider is about to give you a fun time,” Raquel said in a girly but lusty whisper. “Don’t move…” She then raised her body off his a
“Do you want me to wait for you, Alpha?” The helicopter had just landed on the rooftop helipad of the very large SilverClaw’s Packhouse, which, for the rest of the world, was just an eccentrically large mansion that one of the most powerful business conglomerates’s owner’s Clan in Europe shared. Completely surrounded by forests, with large and carefully tended gardens, the huge Victorian-style villa - towers and all - extended about five floors tall, and had hundreds of rooms; including the shared pack areas, like the dining room, the entertainment room, a large ballroom, private offices, and meeting rooms of different sizes. These are what old pack money had built through centuries of running clean businesses, and ran for the last few generations by the powerful Alpha Clan of the Camden family. After all, this was a name that more than one of their enemies had tried to throw dirt at. “Yes please, Antoine, although it might take a while. I’m picking up my Luna for our date night
She sat up straight and looked at him, surprised, smiling, but still slightly worried. She knew well enough the story of the people he was mentioning, and she also knew that they hadn't seen her for a few years already… Because Alicia was in hiding, they never planned to make social visits with her. They could risk both their close friends’ covers and risk their lives, so there was definitely SOMETHING going on. Helena knew quite a lot about the situation, but that just added to her concern. So, V knows about Hiromoto helping Eron…? Damn twin, we’ll need to talk sooner than I thought… she thought, cautious of not letting it through their mindlink talk, and allowing her thoughts to run in her full business mode, as the implications of what her mate was telling her required to do so. “I met their kids,” he smiled trying to soften the topic, “our godson and goddaughter. They’re living small copies of their parents, cute, nice and polite. I hope you can see them as well soon enough, pri