Maglimut
Maglimut's Books(3)
The Hottest Night
Romance I'm here right now outside the office, I'm just standing there because I'm nervous about what the result of my confession will be. What if he doesn't accept it, what if he doesn't like it, what about me? I do not know what to do.
Until I decided to knock.
"Come in." He said it was cold. That's what I'm afraid of.
When I entered, I found him busy signing the papers placed on his table.
"What are you bringing here?" He said without emotion so I got nervous. It's like I just want to go out and get away to avoid the anxiety I feel, I don't know how to tell him why I'm here.
"Because I have something to say." I stuttered so he looked at me. Look at the papers again.
What do you want to say? Please hurry, because I'm busy." He promised me coldly, so I sighed before daring to tell him.
"W-because A-what B-I'm pregnant." I said with a stutter so he stopped signing and looked at me with no emotion.
"So? What are you expecting from me?” He said that made me cry which I quickly wiped away. I'm nervous about what might happen next.
"Because you are its father!" Courage I promise. Even the truth is weakening me.
"Then abort it." He promised no emotion so I quickly approached him and slapped him. His face is thick enough to abort his own child. Is he
"Are you stupid? You will kill your own son" I shouted at him. After I slapped him.
"Are you sure? It was mine?” He said so I was confused.
'What does he mean by his question'
I said in my mind, that's why I loaded because I didn't get what he wanted to convey.
"Ohhhh look at you. You are not sure about that? So sad, what if it wasn't mine you're working at the bar, what if you use you're own child to get some money from me, you know what more woman come here with the same reason!! Stop pretending how much do you want?” He insulted me for a long time so I just kept quiet. I'm sure this child in my womb belongs to him.
"Name the price, make it fast I have something important to do" he promised.
"What do you think of me looking like money, my son doesn't need your money." I promise.
"Then what do you want from me?" He asked with surprise. Does he not yet know what I want to convey?
"I'm responsible!" I promise without hesitation even though I'm afraid of what he might answer.
"What? Hell no!” He shouted so I got angry. He likes it and then he hates it, what about my son?
"No way, I have a girlfriend and I love her." He promised. Does he mean he can't hold me accountable?
"How about me? even the child please, I'm begging you" I promised. I don't want my child to grow up without a father.
"I dont care about you and youre f"cking son, just leave my f*cking office or else I call my body guard to drag you out" He said so I knelt in front of him.
"Please, I'm begging you, this is your son" I promised. I know I look desperate but I'm doing this so that my child can have a father.
"Are you deaf i said---" he couldn't finish what he wanted to say when a beautiful voice cut him off.
"Hi babe, im here" said the beautiful girl. When he got close to his girlfriend, he looked at her with surprise
"Sorry who are you? And why are you kneeling in my boyfriend?" he asked, I didn't have the courage to answer his question.
What can I say that I am begging her animal boyfriend to hold me accountable.
"Nothing babe, she's just my employer and she kneeling me beause she had a mistake" lied Mr. Chavilier with girlfriend.
I was about to speak when Mr. Chavilier looked at me evilly, if he only looked at me like death, I would probably be a cold corpse.
"Babe, don't be wrath in you're employer" His girlfriend said while helping me stand up. I looked at Mr. Chavilier does he still think badly of me?
"You can leave now be, careful next time" His girlfriend said. I would have liked to speak of Mr.'s threat to me. Chavilier way he looked at me.
Even against my will, I did not leave his office but before that I looked at Dedrick and said the word. The Billionaire's Whore
Billionaires Jessa turned to the wall to ceiling glass window on her side. View of the ocean from there. The crashing of the waves on the beach. The mixed orange and red colors of the setting sun, as well as the birds flying in the sky.
It's calming and beautiful.
But he couldn't appreciate what he was seeing.
Because he has a big problem!
He woke up in a room he didn't know whose, and where he was. He didn't remember that they went outing! The last thing he remembers is that he was just buying siopao at 7/Eleven when suddenly two men in black bonnets approached him and forced him into a van.
He fought. Kicked, scratched, and pulled out but he was made to smell a very smelly chemical that made him lose consciousness.
When he woke up, he was here.
He heard the door lock move. He immediately snuggled up against the headboard of the bed. It opened and a man appeared with a tray of steaming food.
He was wearing Hawaiian board shorts and a polo shirt with all the buttons open, so his broad and muscular chest was clearly visible. He looked down at her taste buds-- it was wrong, wrong, erase.
She shouldn't fantasize about this man even if he stabs her body with pleasure and seems to promise eternal happiness!
Sh*yt!
He forced his eyes to look up at her face. His blood suddenly boiled when he saw her smiling lips.
Looks like a demon!
But even if it looks like a demon, you will surely worship its body. He entered completely and was about to step closer to her when he threw a pillow at her.
It shook quickly, but because of its shaking, the contents of the tray it was holding spilled.
"F*ckkk!!" it screamed loudly that almost shook the whole room.
He bit his lip hard. He immediately regretted the act, especially when he saw that he had completely transformed into a monster. His eyes were glazed over while panting as if from a marathon. Just a little smoke coming out of its nose and this bull is about to pass by wanting to call.
He stepped closer to him. His butt rose. It snapped its neck and took another step. He jumped to the floor from the bed.
It's the end of him! He was sure he wouldn't revive her based on the anger he could see in her eyes.
He has nowhere to run! No matter where he goes, he will surely catch up with him.
He looked at the glass window then at the angry man approaching him then at the glass window again.
I will not be late for life! he shouted in his mind. That's why when he was only a few steps away from her, he ran without thinking twice and crashed his body into the glass window.
A moment later... he fell to the floor and saw stars twinkling in his eyes!
Turns out he can't handle the glass window!
Why is it that in movies, glass windows are easily broken when the heroes bump into them? Why did he only get lumps and body pain?
"Working?" he asked stupidly while looking at her.
He really wanted to scratch her face but his vision was slowly getting darker.
"Don't run away because I don't let my possessions be lost, p*ssy doll..." he heard her say before the darkness engulfed her completely. You might like
The Ex-Wife He Can't Get Over
Emma 5953 Katelyn endured a marriage of cold stares and crushing silence. Ethan despised her, yet she convinced herself that if she loved him enough, he'd love her back.
But everything changed the day an accident struck. She nearly lost her life, and their son was in danger-yet Ethan stayed by another woman's side. That was the final blow.
Shattered but resolute, Katelyn drafted the divorce papers, relinquished custody, and walked away with her head held high. She cut ties with Ethan and threw herself into her career, rising from the ashes to build a billion-dollar empire.
Just as Katelyn begins to reclaim her life, Cayden enters-a man almost too perfect to be real. His warmth is intoxicating, his charm disarming. He makes her feel again, something she vowed never to do. But is his kindness genuine, or is there something darker beneath that perfect smile?
Caught between a painful past and an uncertain future, Katelyn must decide: will she give her regretful ex-husband a second chance or risk everything for a man shrouded in mystery?
Married To The Arrogant CEO
SarahBlythe. "I want a divorce Noah", I said to him. My heart beating and knees weak. I was scared of how he would react.
'He should be happy right? I mean I am giving him a way out of the bondage of a marriage', I said to myself.
Noah expression darkened and I could see his jaw tighten. He stood up and took slow steady steps towards me with both hands in his pocket.
I immediately got scared and moved backwards.
Noah Wellesley isn't the abusive type but he hates me to the bone, I wasn't sure what he is capable of.
"Wh-what are you doing?", I asked, still moving backwards. Before approaching him for the request of divorce, I promised to be strong and not to let him intimidate me but... he is Noah Wellesley, the only man I have loved, and maybe still love.
"What did you say?", He growled and I flinched.
"I want to end this sham of a marriage, shouldn't you be happy?!", I suddenly found the courage to speak back.
"And what makes you think I would be happy if we divorce?", He uttered and my brows furrowed.
What did he mean by that?
I stopped moving and he soon caught up to me, his eyes dancing on my lips and I saw the hidden feelings in his eyes.
'Why is he like this?', I asked myself. The Alpha King's Hated Slave
Kiss Leilani Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana...
Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone.
Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more.
After his coronation, he attacked Salem.
The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery.
The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves.
They lost everything, including their land.
Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage.
The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge.
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Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery.
They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too.
It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything.
As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone.
As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time.
He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck.
Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile.
"You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly.
Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face.
. MY MASTERS
Mercy Kay For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Daddy's Naughty Girl [Forbidden Fruit Sensual Collection]
Demi-Dean Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica.
This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you.
Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin.
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“I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”
As she says the words, her pussy performs the actions until I’m panting into the space between us, shudders wracking my body.
“FUCK,” I growl, sparks blinking in front of my vision. “You’re going to get it now, little girl.”
All I can do after that is make her lose her mind.
That’s the only way to define it.
I shove her legs open on the bed and do exactly as I threaten. I rail her like a dog, slamming my cock in and out of her wet blonde cunt. She screams and claws at me, begging me not to stop, rocking her hips up to meet my hectic drives, my grunts loud enough to be heard in the room next door, along with her calls of my name—and in this moment, I want that. I want everyone in this hotel to know I get to fuck this supple nineteen-year-old. I want them to know she primed her pussy for me so it would be extra snug. And I can’t believe my luck. Whether I’m paying or not, I can’t believe she’s allowing my big, hairy body on top of her smooth, tiny one for a single second. That she’s not only spreading her legs for me, but she’s also moaning with pleasure, not put off by my aggression at all. No, it’s making her hot.
“Harder, Big Daddy. Punish me.”
I’m not sure how I stop myself from ejaculating. Maybe it’s the intense need to stay locked inside her perfection for as long as possible, but somehow, I hold back. Long enough to pull out of Lia and flip her face down, yanking her hips up and back into my lap. I re=enter her with my purpling cock, our flesh slapping madly as I raw dog her from behind, employing not a hint of gentleness. She doesn't want gentleness, either. Not my girl. She tilts her hips back and asks for it harder. Faster.