Yago has everything he ever wanted: success, money and a considerable turnover of women in his bed. At just twenty-one years old, the boy still has a lot to enjoy. However, a surprise of fate will throw his life off track: A child inside a basket with a note saying that the child is his. JĂşlia works as a production assistant to pay for her nutrition studies. The last thing she expected was to take care of a baby along the way. However, as soon as the toothless smile opens and the little fingers close around hers, Julia knows that she won't be able to turn her back and leave the most clumsy father in history to take care of the child alone. She will just need to keep her heart out of the game, after all, the child is not hers, much less the handsome, womanizing father. CHAPTER 1 | YAGO I accelerate my drumsticks to reach the peak of the song. Melissa continues spewing the lyrics in the most intense way possible. The girl is awesome in every way. It was the best choice to bring her into the band seven years ago. Nicolas was the only one reticent about it, but I know that even he agrees that she brought that extra something that everyone said was missing. The Dawn Giants are badass. With a movement of my head, I toss my hair to the side so that it ends up falling into my eyes and I slow down, as the beat demands. Everyone does the same and the sound drops, leaving only Melissa's voice in evidence to close with a flourish. I stretch my back and watch Nic and Ramon do the same. Seven shows in four days. We're moving at a frantic pace, and I'm definitely not complaining. This is the future I always wanted. I put down my drumsticks to grab the water bottle and drink the entire contents in one go. I throw the packaging on the floor, without really caring, and a little blonde, wearing a huge headset, comes out from behind the side curtain, walking low to where I am with two full bottles in her hand. Now is the time for Mel to interact with the audience, so no one is paying attention to her. Except me. The jeans hug the slim waist. The inclined position makes me see her round, appetizing breasts peeking through the V-neck of her tight white shirt. I look up, seeing long, blonde hair tied up and hidden by the production equipment on her head. I forget where I am and my focus is only on her. When she's up close, I notice that she doesn't wear makeup, and yet she's beautiful. - Hi, kitten. - I put on my best smile, happy to have just chosen my company for the night. I try not to get involved with anyone in the production, after all, women are like gum, and traveling with me can be a problem, but, for this blonde, I will make an exception. However, her reaction is not what I was expecting. She looks at me, rolls her eyes and returns her attention to the floor, completely ignoring me. The girl exchanges the empty packaging for the full one, turns around and continues walking low, quickly disappearing from my field of vision. How have I never seen her before? Which is no surprise, we have a powerful band here, and for that, the production behind it is enormous. We are always renewing those who can't take the hassle. This must be new to the team and with a boyfriend. Certainty. After all, in recent years, I've realized that it's very difficult for a single woman not to surrender to my smiles. That's why she didn't return my greeting. I don't mess with compromised ones. I leave these rolls to Ramon. - Do you want more? - Mel shouts, and the crowd goes crazy, which makes my attention return to the right place: the show. - It's hot in here, isn't it? - She rips off her fucking blouse, leaving her with an almost transparent bra. Holy shit! She's doing it again. My eyes fly to Nic. I know he doesn't approve of our vocalist's
Nicolas looks more like a fucking poker player, but I know my friend to know that this hurts him. Damn it! These two are a pain in my ass. I've tried everything over the years to understand each other, but Mel lives in a glass jar. I can see in her eyes that she likes Nic, I just don't understand why she denies it so vehemently. My friend tried, and how he tried, but the little redhead's heart is completely closed to swinging, so, after so much advice, he decided to move on. Viviane is a good girl and idolizes our bassist. After he gave dating a chance, Mel lost her mind once and for all.
Each show does one crazy thing worse than the next. And I know you're one step away from losing yourself for good, and that drives me crazy. We're a fucking family. - I want everyone to shout Yago's name. - I blink as soon as I hear her say my name. - So he can smash those drumsticks on the cymbals of his drum, giving power to the next song. Let's go? - YAGO! YAGO! YAGO! - Wow, and the audience follows suit. I leave the blonde from production, Mel and all her shit to think about later. I lift the drumsticks, count to three by hitting them together and start the next song in our repertoire, which is fucking amazing. We started our band when we were still kids. Nic, Ramon and I knew we wanted to make a living from music, but it was a distant dream. Until Nic's father, Adam Moretto, showed up in our city, brought Mel into the band and made our dream come true. Today, seven years after signing the first contract, we begin the tour in honor of FOUR HEARTS. The members agreed to release the rights to all the songs they have already made for a new and special album. And it was fucking awesome. We were lucky on the way here, but every second of success was a merit of our work. And I hope this is just the beginning of a brilliant career. - You guys are badass - Mel shouts. - To the next. - I hit my drumsticks harder, finishing the last song of the show. The screams are deafening and, at the same time, they are like music to my ears. We move to the front of the stage, join hands and bow in reverence to the audience. The lights go out, and we leave the stage to a standing ovation. The best fucking feeling in the world. - You guys killed it. - The general, or Ăšrsula, greets us as soon as we arrive in the wings. - It was a memorable night. - Is there a party today? - Ramon questions, and I hold back a laugh at the withering look he receives. - No. We have to travel. You will be able to rest in the dressing rooms that I have separated for the four of you here. Take a shower, eat and get some sleep. Early in the morning, we hit the road. Did you understand? - He puts his hands on his hips and looks at us with a frown. - I didn't hear a response. - Yes, ma'am - we mumbled reluctantly. Not even with Uncle Patrick, who was a bad guy when he wanted to be, I didn't feel as cornered as I do with her. The bastard picked the perfect replacement to keep us straight. Son of a bitch. - Where is Melissa? She was here just now - he questions looking around. Well, she's capable of keeping almost everyone in line. - I'm going to leave you and the drama of the moment so I can rest. - I raise my hand in a sign of salute and turn to leave, but Ramon soon catches up to me. - I know your rest well - he teases. - They're waiting in my dressing room. Let's go so you can choose whether you want the blonde or the brunette. - How did you manage to arrange this with Ăšrsula on our tail? - I whisper, risking a glance over my shoulder to make sure we don't get caught. - I have my contacts, partner. - He hugs my shoulders and we continue laughing towards the slaughterhouse. Nothing better than a good fuck after an intense show. - Mr. Yago? - The knocking starts at the door. I ignore. They know what I'm doing here, why are they interrupting me? - Are you going to... - The girl on all fours on the bed starts to ask, but I increase the pace to keep her quiet. - Quiet, baby - I lean over her body and whisper in her ear. - They will leave soon. - Mr. Yago? We have a... order for you. - Keep it there, damn it. Then I'll take it - I shout, starting to get angry. I hold the brunette's hair in my fist and push harder. - We can not. - The security guard speaks, once again, and I feel the excitement fade. Holy shit! I will kill this man with my hands. Bag. - Wait here, sweetie. I'll be right back so we can finish. - I pull my pants off the floor, quickly slide them down my legs and run my hand through my hair. - What the fuck? - I open the door in a burst, and the almost two meter tall man has his eyes wide and his skin pale. - They left a package for you. - You already said that. What can't wait? - Yeah... - He takes a step to the side and a wicker basket is in the arms of another man on the team. - A child, sir. Miss Dora stopped by, left the child, a bag and a letter. - He hands me the last two items, but I remain petrified, looking at the blonde baby sleeping peacefully, even in a noisy place like this. He looks too big for that basket. His little legs are hanging out, but he doesn't seem to be bothered. - Why didn't you fucking stop her? Did you have to call me when she was here? - he shouted, rubbing his hair angrily. Dora has already done some festival work with the band and she's not stupid. She must have used the fact that she was known to avoid being shooed away by the security guards. - In fact, we only know it was her because of the cameras. She didn't talk to anyone. She left everything and left. We saw that it was a baby only when she started to move and we went there. - Is everything okay here, kitten? - The girl appears behind me, but I can't pay attention to anything other than the damn paper in my hand. I unfold it and the words written there knock me off my feet. "I can't be with him anymore. Sorry for not saying this in person. I'm going out of the country, the offer is irrefutable. Enjoy the experience, Dad." - Cum! - I scream so loud that my vocal chords hurt, and the baby wakes up scared crying. It was just what I was missing. I'm fucked, with a child to look after and a huge desire to kill Dora with my own hands. Holy crap. I have a son. And now? | JULIA - Thank you very much, teacher. I'll deliver the completed work next week. - I'll be waiting, Julia. Keep committed like this, you'll go far, girl. - I smile, and I do the same. - Until later. - Say goodbye, then end the call. I lower the
life of deprivation. This is how I lived most of my existence. Everything was always missing. Food, clothes, money. There was also a lack of affection, family and love. A life without any relatives around. A childhood and adolescence in an orphanage. And growing up in a place like this is not easy. Waiting for parents who never showed up, seeing other kids having better luck than mine. And the more I grew, the more distant the dream of adoption became, the more distant any possibility became for me. Over time, the expectation of waiting passed. Over time, seeing other children get a new start didn't hurt me as much. I arrived at that place already far from the age that families were looking for. Rebel, undisciplined and this only made my situation even more difficult. I soon entered adolescence and I couldn't be more difficult, more indomitable. I didn't like those who worked there, the other orphans, or myself. Orphan. The word reminds me of everything, it reminds me that I have no one in the world. Perhaps I never had a father, perhaps my progenitor never knew of my existence. Brothers, fortunately the irresponsible woman who brought me into the world did not have the opportunity to give birth, as she died of an overdose even though she had a hungry child crying while taking drugs. Flashes of that night insist on occupying my mind. They remind me how weak she was, how incapable she was of fighting for us. To fight for a better life for myself. Even a life for yourself. And it shaped the wild child I was, the indomitable adult I am. I know I wasn't and I'm not the best person in the world, but there's something I can be proud of: being astute. I discovered very early on that I didn't want a life of so many deprivations. Discovering that I could use my intelligence, outside of the average, to achieve better expectations for my future. And it was in a lecture, among many that were given to institutionalized people, that I discovered that the type of life I would lead would depend on me. I discovered that I didn't want anything like what I had, that I wanted to build a victorious future. “Focus on your potential.” I heard this phrase, I understood what she meant. I repeated it in my mind over and over again. I realized that I didn't have any choice about my past and present, but if it were up to me, my future would be very different from everything I had experienced up until that moment. Potentiality. Mathematics. Numbers. A facility capable of leaving all teachers astounded. Able to make me stand out in the economics course. Among contemporary students, among perhaps all those who passed through there. After turning 18 we were invited to discover the world outside those walls, we were forced to be on our own. I was already in my first semester of college when I came of age. I was already able to attract attention with my grades. And before he even had to walk through the doors of the orphanage for the last time, he already had a mentor. Antônio realized that perhaps taking me to work with him would bring many advantages, even if he tried to make me think it was because he had a good heart, that he wanted to help me. I pretended to believe him because he needed an income, he needed money if he didn't want to end up on the street, under the viaduct. But he didn't just want that. I didn't want much. I wanted the world. I knew I had the potential to do this, but to do so I needed to seize any possibility that came my way. So I was hired to work at his financial consultancy company and I was happy to work in a medium-sized company, owned by a prominent academic professor, well sought after in the financial market
billionaire heir who is also the owner of her heart, but destiny has already decided that they need to continue that love story, and when they are face to face again, the long-dormant feeling returns to the surface with all its overwhelming force. A Contract with a Billionaire will tell the story of Bárbara Alves, a tourism professional who has just won an award, and Brian Hamilton Smith, a billionaire CEO at the head of a family business, in a reunion years after separating. Attention. This story is derived from the novel CEO's: The Dispute. So, wait to see a little more of Carolina and Samuel. Get ready to laugh and be moved by the beautiful story of these two. A thousand kisses and a great read. Carla Arine It was too perfect to be real. He was all cute, shy, and knew how to make a wonderful dinner... he had to have a flaw. I'm glad I found out in time, it would have been worse if we had made a public commitment or perhaps a marriage. Yes. Only Carol knew, and fuck if that other foreigner had knowledge. — It’s here, lady — the Uber driver tells me. I open the car door and head straight to my house. Today had everything to be a memorable night. It was Carolina's final test against Samuel, and it would clearly be tense. We still don't know who the next CEO will be, but the most surprising revelation of all had already happened and I still couldn't believe it: that Brian Smith, Samuel Wilson and his uncle, Oscar Wilson, came to Brazil with the most sordid plan of all. I can't deny that I was also enchanted by foreigners, but my best friend really fell in love, even with all the madness of hating and loving her biggest opponent. But now we know why this is all. A bid. They used the lucky foreigner's power of seduction to win over my friend and were celebrating the result, taking her out of the running. What they didn't expect was that Carol would put on a show in a jump. — Fuck them! — I exclaimed, in the bathroom looking at my white face in the mirror. My eyes are already red from trying so hard to avoid the tears that want to flow. Crap! Who would have thought the night would end like this? When I left, I was sure I would spend the night in Brian's arms, in a motel or in his apartment. I had even chosen some sexy lingerie, but now, just thinking about the unfortunate thing, I want to... argh. I go back to the room and grab one of the two beers I brought from the event from my bag, trying to console myself for having fallen in love with the wrong guy. I can not believe. Another liar to my list of disappointments. Again I go to sleep alone reflecting on my mistakes. Unemployed and with a Tourism college tuition that costs almost a kidney to pay
impulsive. She had her plan mapped out, it was so simple: Finish college and get rid of her toxic father, Judge Carter. Everyone looked at her and saw her as daddy's princess. They just couldn't imagine what she had to go through to be the perfect daughter he so longed for. Everything was going well, even him. Aaron Seed. Since the day their destinies crossed, she imagined that everything would fall apart around her, she just didn't know if in a good or bad way. Aaron Seed After the death of his mother, he is forced, due to circumstances, to go live with Hanry, his father. Because he can no longer handle Aaron's rebellions, Hanry sends him to the Seed University dorm. Everything was going well, until the day he bumped into a girl. But she wasn't just any girl, she was totally different from the others. The intensity of her eyes attracted him, as he knew the darkness in them, and this only made him more curious to know who she was. However, unlike the others, the mysterious girl clearly said that she didn't want to have a relationship with anyone, especially someone like him. This only gave him reason to want to make her life a living hell, showing that, like the others, she was not immune to him. Something unexpected happens amid provocations, intimidation, discoveries and sexual tension. Aaron and Cadence find themselves completely lost in a feeling neither of them have ever had. Love. "Living life has never been so tempting and scary at the same time." Toxic Bad Boys Bad Boy Cruel Series - book I The other books in the series are completely independent, although some characters may appear throughout the stories. There will be a total of 4 books. Attention! This is a bully romance, you will find an enemies to lovers, and a relationship that is not healthy. It can cause discomfort for some people, as they approach them through provocation and intimidation. As the name suggests, there will be bullying. The author does not support this type of behavior. "IF YOU DON'T LIKE THIS TYPE OF ROMANCE, DON'T READ IT!" WE WILL ALSO HAVE TRIGGER OF: Drug addiction, scenes of physical abuse, profanity, descriptive sex, dubious attitudes, illicit and legal drugs, bullying, psychological aggression, toxic parental relationship, maternal and paternal abandonment, relationships that may appear abusive and that can cause triggers. Work intended for people over 18 years of age. Welcome! This book will be a little different from the previous ones, I ask that everyone who reads it, keep an open mind to understand that everything that happens is not tolerable. We will have some themes that may become triggers for some, and that is why I ask you to read the NOTICE that was left. Again, DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE. This will be my first Bully Romance and I hope to meet the expectations of all of you readers. I just have to thank you, for all your strength and motivation, and that's why I dedicate this book to you, my reader who always follows my growth, and to you who were interested in the story
Everyone looked at her and saw her as daddy's princess. They just couldn't imagine what she had to go through to be the perfect daughter he so longed for. Everything was going well, even him. Aaron Seed. Since the day their destinies crossed, she imagined that everything would fall apart around her, she just didn't know if in a good or bad way. Aaron Seed After the death of his mother, he is forced, due to circumstances, to go live with Hanry, his father. Because he can no longer handle Aaron's rebellions, Hanry sends him to the Seed University dorm. Everything was going well, until the day he bumped into a girl. But she wasn't just any girl, she was totally different from the others. The intensity of her eyes attracted him, as he knew the darkness in them, and this only made him more curious to know who she was. However, unlike the others, the mysterious girl clearly said that she didn't want to have a relationship with anyone, especially someone like him. This only gave him reason to want to make her life a living hell, showing that, like the others, she was not immune to him. Something unexpected happens amid provocations, intimidation, discoveries and sexual tension. Aaron and Cadence find themselves completely lost in a feeling neither of them have ever had. Love. "Living life has never been so tempting and scary at the same time." Toxic Bad Boys Bad Boy Cruel Series - book I The other books in the series are completely independent, although some characters may appear throughout the stories. There will be a total of 4 books. Attention! This is a bully romance, you will find an enemies to lovers, and a relationship that is not healthy. It can cause discomfort for some people, as they approach them through provocation and intimidation. As the name suggests, there will be bullying. The author does not support this type of behavior. "IF YOU DON'T LIKE THIS TYPE OF ROMANCE, DON'T READ IT!" WE WILL ALSO HAVE TRIGGER OF: Drug addiction, scenes of physical abuse, profanity, descriptive sex, dubious attitudes, illicit and legal drugs, bullying, psychological aggression, toxic parental relationship, maternal and paternal abandonment, relationships that may appear abusive and that can cause triggers. Work intended for people over 18 years of age. Welcome! This book will be a little different from the previous ones, I ask that everyone who reads it, keep an open mind to understand that everything that happens is not tolerable. We will have some themes that may become triggers for some, and that is why I ask you to read the NOTICE that was left. Again, DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE. This will be my first Bully Romance and I hope to meet the expectations of all of you readers. I just have to thank you, for all your strength and motivation, and that's why I dedicate this book to you, my reader who always follows my growth, and to you who were interested in the story. Welcome if this is your first contact with any of my work! We will learn the story of Aaron Seed and Cadence Archeron.
ENEMIES TO LOVERS – AGE GAP (10 YEARS) – FORCED COEXISTENCE – PCD REPRESENTATIVITY – HOT SCENES “She didn’t represent anything he wanted, but she was everything he obsessively desired.” Michael Swartz is the richest banker in the country. A handsome, seductive, intelligent and well-connected man. At 33 years old, he has immeasurable wealth, high prestige and numerous women. Until a twist hits him like a wind hitting a house of cards. Counting on the help of the only woman who seems immune to his charm, Michael will need to adapt to the new reality or, otherwise, succumb to it. "My Arrogant Banker" is an intense adult romance, with explicit hot scenes. Indicative rating: 18 years old. PROLOGUE - "A Small Final Affront" MICHAEL SWARTZ The pungent smell of candles mixed with the cloying perfume of flowers grew more unpleasant by the minute. It was almost unbearable, and I couldn't wait to leave. But it had a good side. In the background, a soft voice filled the room, chanting "Insensatez" to my complete delight. I had handpicked the soundtrack for the wake. He hated Bossa Nova because he considered the style "too popular". That was the fun... That room playing only Tom Jobim, João Gilberto and Toquinho was a small final affront. Oh, why were you so weak? So heartless? Ah, my heart, whoever has never loved Does not deserve to be loved — My condolences. — Thank you — I replied for the hundredth time. Or thousandth? I lost count of how many times the simple dialogue was repeated that gray afternoon, with one variation or another. - My feelings. - Thanks. — Your father was a good man. Worthy. Exemplary. - Thanks. My mother had left many years before, causing everyone to come directly to me to offer condolences. The eldest son of the late banker Abraão Swartz. The luxurious coffin hovered like a tourist attraction in the adjacent hall, with hundreds of crestfallen people passing by it, amid prayers, laments and tears. And me? I didn't feel anything. Absolutely nothing. A huge emptiness ravaged my chest as I tried to search my memory for any memory that would live up to the "good", "worthy" and "exemplary" praise. —Thirty-three years, the age of Christ. What's it like to be the richest and youngest banker in the country? — Gabriel stopped next to me, an almost imperceptible smile on my twin's lips. Like me, Gab didn't care about the family's Judaism. “I haven't stopped to think about it yet,” I replied, smoothing my black suit, expelling any imaginary dust from the expensive fabric. — How not? Damn, Michael... Now that the old man is finally dead, the Swartz Bank is in his hands,” he whispered, nudging me with his elbow. Like me, Gab didn't give a damn about the dead man in the next room. Unlike us, our cousins ​​were tearful on one of the leather sofas, heads down, looking genuinely saddened by my father's death. I wouldn't judge them. The other Swartz did not receive the same "warm" attention that Abraham gave his children. In fact, few people knew about the cruel treatment given to Gab and, in particular, to me, throughout my childhood and adolescence. The firstborn. How I hated the word... "The old man is finally dead." Gabriel's sentence resonated like an echo, pulling me out of that pit of indifference and torpor, spreading waves of heat through my insides. Slow and sneaky like venomous snakes. — Cheer up... — insisted Gab. — Besides the position and the money, there’s one more reason to celebrate, brother
serving as an escape valve from this world that has become increasingly crazy. I'm currently writing the Born into the Mafia series, but there are several other stories running around in my head. Stay up to date with the latest news by following me on Instagram: @lunaoliveiraautora Kisses! Important notices! A Babysitter for the Cowboy Triplets is a unique book, a light cliché romance, in which, unlike my Mafia Born series books, the main characters are not involved in any illicit activities. The dramas that you will find in the plot will be linked to a nanny going crazy in order to control three nine-year-old boys, whose mission in life is to scare away all the nannies who approached them, all caused by a complex of maternal emotional abandonment. It's a romantic comedy, very fun, with breathtaking hot scenes. It has erotic content, therefore, it is recommended for people over eighteen years of age. The secondary characters, Jonh and Emily, will get their own book in the future, but I don't have a date for that release yet, as there are still other stories that will be written first. You will see a little bit of Lucrécia, Nando and Natasha from the book Minha Mexicana, because although this book is not part of the mafia universe that I created, all my characters, good citizens or not, live in the same universe in general, meeting between books, occasionally. That's it, I hope you enjoy reading and fall in love with my cowboy. Kisses! Synopsis Clara Mancini is Brazilian, the youngest of ten siblings, and a veterinary medicine student. She gets an exchange scholarship to study in Austin, Texas, and moves there. During the summer holidays, needing a temporary job to pay her bills, she ends up offering to be a nanny for three little pests, children of the cowboy, owner of Fazenda Olhos D'água. Sam Mackenzie needed a nanny to take care of his three sons, Jason, Jacob and Joshua, and when the agency's last nanny runs out of his farm after the boys stuck gum in her hair, Clara presents herself as the solution. of your problems, at least during the summer holidays. The triplets don't make it easy for Clara, but what they didn't expect is that at the trick school they studied, Clara had already been expelled for knowing too much. Between one prank and another, in this delicious romantic comedy, Clara wins not only the hearts of the triplets, but also the heart of the cowboy
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
Evelyn Brooks' life has been completely transformed ever since her parents died in a terrible accident. She went from grieving to being forced into an arranged marriage to a man who never gave her a second look. After his disastrous relationship, Edward Richards vowed never to trust in love again-that is, until he learned to love his arranged wife. Before it turned out to be desired, the marriage was first arranged and unwanted. But will "love" be sufficient to preserve their union?
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
Rena, forced to flee to escape a marriage to a man as old as her father, made a spontaneous decision to marry Kellan, a stranger whose skills in homemaking were only matched by his financial acumen and his gentle demeanor. As their marriage unfolded, it took on a comforting predictability, with Kellan consistently showing himself to be reliable in every emergency. This sense of security crumbled when Rena uncovered Kellan’s true identity and the hidden motives behind their union. Enraged, she initiated a divorce and disappeared. Yet, it was not long before Kellan found her once again...
For three years, Jessica endured a loveless marriage while her husband pretended to be impotent. His lies unraveled when a pregnant mistress surfaced. After six months of secretly collecting proof, Jessica threw him out and built her own billion-dollar empire. After the divorce, she transformed into an irresistible figure, attracting admirers. As she left her office one day, she met Kevan, her ex-husband's brother. He stepped in, confronting her. "Was I just a tool to you?" Jessica's lips curled into a calm smile. "How much compensation do you want?" Kevan's voice softened. "All I want is you."
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"