After few more seconds of that blissful kiss, they finally pulled away as they both kept panting but still held on to each other tightly. "It seems you like being with my brother James!" Steven busted out as Lucy was going to kiss him again. She didn't know what to say as she tried to pull away by the mention of James but Steven still held her very tight. "Tell me?" he said as his lips instantly brushed her shoulder sending her multiple shivers. "Steven, it's all confusing," she said looking at the other end of the pool. She was in shock when his hand went inside her cloth and kept tracing themselves comfortably, she couldn't help it as her n****e kept whacking his chest and making her very wet. "I don't like seeing you with James, it breaks my heart into pieces," he said placing kisses on her neck, She couldn't help it as she loved the warmness of his lips on her neck. She loved it as he tilted her face and started soaking on her throat, she couldn't help but let out an involuntary moan! She could now feel Steven growing erection which was now poking her thigh under the water. She couldn't meditate if she was the one causing him an erection or the warm water which was now cold. She was in pure bliss as he cups one side of her ass, she couldn't hold it again as her legs began to wobble, and Steven had Carried her on his waist. Lucy didn't care if she was going home today without her virginity. Steven dragged both of them to the shallow end of the pool, he had held her more tightly and was kissing her harder than before! His tongue was pushing down her lips. Lucy moaned again before twisting her tongues with Steven. She kept running her hand across his bare chest. Steven began to buck his hips against Lucy and she could feel him getting bigger each second, she was getting wetter herself thinking about both of them having sex. Steven's hands had traveled down her shirt touching one of her apples. She didn't know if to hold his shaft but she was going to give it a try. Lucy miler, who is a crippled girl relocated from New York City to Canada to finally live with her grandparents. She is definitely a lover of musical instruments and would do anything to get to play them with any band group, what happens when she gets intricate between two brothers because of her new friend and her grandparents.
"you got a nose piercing?" Daniel, my best buddy from the band asked. 'Funny, right? This was just me being myself, being the first crippled gangster in New York City, and obviously in high school. Why the f**k did I get my leg amputated?'
" Daniel, at least the piercing doesn't hurt as having your leg gone forever," I said, trying to wink at him, but ended up blinking my eyes like a child learning how to wink.
"When do we have the next show?" he asked curiously. "I don't know when we have another show, meanwhile I might be ditching you guys this summer! I am resuming this popular, rich school in Canada," I said, staring at my piercing with the mirror handed to me. "What is the name of your school?" he asked curiously as he tried to adjust his curly hair which was plunging into his eyesight.
"Hmmm, I think, some kind of Agora international school in Canada," I said, bringing out money to pay the body piercer.
"Changing your space, doesn't it frighten you?" Daniel inquired with care jotted down all over his face. "dude I know why you keep asking, are you already missing me this badly?" I whispered jokingly. " Sure! I mean one of my best buddies is leaving New York city for Canada," he said, acting sad, which was cute. "Daniel? I promise to call and text you whenever I can." I said, wrapping my hands around his shoulder.
"Do you have someone to stay with in Canada? I mean I have known you all my 13 years of life in New York." he said, "Wow, someone is looking after me now! I might start weeping now, but you know I hate the word tears, I mean it sucks." I said, putting my hand in my leather jacket.
" I am from Canada! So apparently, my grandparent is still alive even though I lost both parents." I said, taking a huge breath. "I didn't mean to bring up your parent in the conversation," he said, staring at my eyes.
"I truly hate when you give me your pity face, it hurt my heart more than a breakup," I said holding the side of my chest, which I ostensibly think was my heart. His face grinned widely. I think he was feeling okay with my reaction. "When are you leaving?" Daniel asked. "Soon."
I watched the raindrop trace its path down the car window. "can you put on cool music?" I asked the driver. " Yes, sure," he said, putting on the music at a blast.
The driver pulled up in the giant mansion of my grandparents. I know right! My grandparents were freaking rich! They have been wanting me to live with them ever since my parents died when I was 10, but I had preferred living with my mum's sister in New York. I am 16 now and wanted to know more about Canada.
My grandparents are my dad's parents. My mum's parents are also late! I got down from the car as I carried my luggage out, "thank you." I said to the driver before going to the front porch. I was already drizzling from the water. I pushed the doorknob, to my amazement! My grandparents were having a party. The house was crowded. I tried to find my way upstairs but a voice stopped me.
"Hello my love, how was your journey." I turned to notice my grandparents. They looked younger than their age, I must comment. " Hi," I managed to say, I had never seen them before! They looked like strangers to me but I was ready to adapt to them faster. "Would you like to join the party, Lucy?" my grandma asked. "No, I would pass grandma," I said as she led me to a room that was decorated in pink.
"I am sorry, but I hate the color pink! I probably can't stay in this room." I said nicely. "Oh honey, it is fine! You can use the guest room! Is it okay with you?" The noise from the people downstairs was way too much. I mean this was an unfamiliar town filled with unfamiliar people! I couldn't even feel comfortable! The house was rather comfortable.
I was going to start my senior high school soon and alone. I felt tired and stressed out. I missed Daniel and the band so much. I hoped I could find one in Canada! I went to the guest room which my grandma had described since she couldn't direct me to the room because of the guest she had to talk to. I opened the room door to find a milky-painted room. At least this was better than pink! That color speaks of immaturity. Ouch, my leg hurts so bad! I sat down on the bed as I removed the prosthetic from my leg.
I sat down on the bed staring at my legs. I couldn't believe one of my legs was off. I limped to the door as I locked it to take a shower! Having my parents die in an accident which caused me to have one of my legs amputated was terrible. I always wished I had died with them! What is life without the people you love the most? I stared at the piecing I got on my nose before dropping the towel to get a hot shower.
I lay inside the hot tub as I closed my eyes. Being a gangster and crippled at the same time was tough! I have always wanted to be a musician since I was little. Yes, I had the voice! But I had no legs! Practically, I was rejected by most agencies I have tried. I came out of the bathroom to see my phone piping, it was a message from Daniel.
"Hey gangster, how was your trip?" Daniel's message read. "Fine, thank you." was my reply. I walked further into the room, I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror. I had long blue and black hair, I had a rounded face, big eyes, small lips! Beautiful I must admit, but I had no legs. Funny, right? I know. The next few days at my grandparent's house were of me unpacking my stuff. My grandmother had made the painter repaint my room black. Weird, right? Yeah, I know that I was weird.
The room was beginning to look and feel like my last room in New York, but not exactly like it. Most times I stay in my room chatting all day with Daniel. Don't get the wrong idea between me and Daniel! He wasn't into girls but guys. I mean his cute for god's sake. Why boys? I missed him so much, I must admit.
Hector Hidalgo needed a maid. The death of his wife had left him depressed, running his business, and his daughters getting traumatized and saddened by the death of their mother was too much for him to handle. Teresa Conner needs a job badly. Her mother had been sick since her father died in a hit-and-run accident, things have gotten hard for her and her family but when an opportunity comes to fill in for her, she jumps to collect the job. Teresa Conner wasn't rich but she promised to search for the hit and run killer when she has made enough money. All too soon the pair are fighting their mutual interaction, will they be able to help each other heal from their pain as they uncover a hidden secret?
Samantha Holmes had never thought of getting into the world of endorsing suitor until she got entangled with a supernatural being. She was in her second year in the university when she met her arrogant, possesive and hot looking professor. Mr montes. She had thought it was just a mere coincidence that she got entangled with him but she had no idea that he had other plans in stuck for her.
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Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called āsisterā. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, āNever!ā
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
The kiss grew more passionate as he felt her warm supple body pressing against his chest. He couldn't believe how soft she was. He was gentler this time, making love to her with a slow, languorous pace, pausing now and then to check the expression on her face. Kira was. transported. She no longer felt the fabric of the sheets underneath her. One moment, she was floating in the air, cuddled by cotton candy clouds. The next, she'd become one with a dinghy, bobbing up and down with the undulating waves. His scent enveloped her. He was on top of her, using his arms to support his weight and avoid crushing her. She snuggled up closer to him, safe and snug, cocooned in his warmth. Kira had always marvelled at Austyn's stamina, but he outdid himself tonight. In the midst of overwhelming rapture, Kira still had the presence of mind to broach the subject she'd been meaning to bring up. 'My dad's medical bills.' Austyn paused. He frowned as he looked into those beseeching eyes. 'It'll be taken care of by the end of business day tomorrow,' he said with a bit of an edge in his voice. Kira breathed out. ****** She is a 21-year-old college student who dreams of becoming a journalist. He is the heir of the McCarthy family and president of a business empire. She is bright-eyed and vivacious, a glass-half-full kind of gal. When life throws her a curveball, she knocks it out of the park. He is the archetypal alpha male, aggressive and domineering. Endowed with both brains and brawn, he steamrolls over his enemies and rules his company with an iron fist. The two would never have crossed paths if not for a cruel twist of fate. Kira's world was turned upside down when her father was hospitalised after a car accident. The medical bills were astronomical. Austyn McCarthy offered her a way out. The price: becoming his contract wife. At night, he consummated their marriage but called out another woman's name. Who was she? Why did Austyn marry Kira if he was in love with someone else? Kira was his lawful wife, but she had no right to ask these questions. Then one day, the woman showed up in front of her.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
For seven years, Jillian pursued Bryan with unyielding passion, but he remained distant, his emotions tightly sealed. Disheartened, she left for overseas after graduating from college. Three years later, Jillian, now a successful attorney, sat provocatively on the lap of Bryan's competitor. She flashed Bryan a playful smile and taunted, "What's wrong, Bryan? Are you impotent?" Bryan's restraint shattered in an instant. In a swift motion, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. The next morning, as Bryan woke up, Jillian flashed a mischievous smile. "Let's keep things casual, okay?"