Bianca's smile was sweet and alluring, her long hair framing a face that melded sharp features with an innocent allure, stirring a deep desire within me. She leaned in, and her lips met mine in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire in my heart. My hands, driven by an intense longing, eagerly embraced her.In the midst of this heated moment, Selena, the mischievous one, slid her hand inside my towel, her warm touch exploring my manhood. It was a sensation unlike anything I'd ever experienced, overwhelming and exhilarating.‘This is the best moment of my life.’‘The pinnacle of Xander's existence. Today, I say goodbye to my virginity!" My heart pounded with excitement and anticipation.But as if fate itself conspired against me, my smartphone started ringing, with a special tune that would persist even if I put it on silent mode because it was an emergency call. I needed to answer it no matter what, or my life would be marred by another tragedy.‘Why now, of all times?’ I lamented internal

Aurora’s POV.Observing Xander, his calm demeanor, gentle smile, and consistent aura of humility captivated me. His presence had a calming effect on the turmoil within me, rendering any problems with him almost non-existent. He appeared capable of handling any situation; even when things turned sour, happiness remained within reach. As I looped my arm through his, we walked out together. His presence rendered the sneers and snickers from those around the hotel insignificant. With Xander, the ridicule from others became irrelevant, as his love accepted me just as I am.Selena, her lips curved in a playful, mischievous smile, seemed to revel in causing trouble. Even if her schemes didn't work out, she'd just shrug it off, still smiling, enjoying the disorder she had caused. Conversely, Bianca was driven by self-interest. Walking with the poise of a runway model, she was completely unconcerned with others' opinions, strutting past them with stunning grace.‘We tried, we failed, but we re

Aurora’s POV Hesitantly, I decided to stay in the penthouse of the hotel, a decision that seemed almost surreal. The hotel provided us with a butler who graciously escorted us to our extravagant abode. Xander stayed behind to converse with the owner, urging us to explore the penthouse first. Upon entering, I was immediately struck by the luxury that surrounded us. The grandeur of the living room was beyond my wildest dreams, complete with a vast window that framed the Parisian skyline, the Eiffel Tower standing tall in the distance. The luxury was so overwhelming that it elicited a string of excited expletives from Selena, who bounded from couch to bed, her laughter echoing through the rooms. Bianca, with eyes sparkling like the chandeliers above, glided around the penthouse with a dancer's grace. Her fingers delicately brushed over each item, her curiosity piqued by the unfamiliar lavishness. I could tell, she was enamored with the place. The butler, with impeccable manners, infor

Nadine, sipping her red wine, chimed in with a mix of bitterness and nostalgia. "This man," she gestured towards me with a sexy pose, "is the only one I've ever been intimate with. I sold my body to him, time by time. I already lost count of how many times he hurt this body. After years together and giving him my all, he left me for a new girl.""Stop it, Nadine," I quickly countered before everyone started having their nasty, dirty thoughts. "I never bought your body; I only bought your blood every two months because you are a virgin. And yes, after meeting Aurora, I left The Cosa Nostra Company. Alex understood and rewarded my dedication with a once-used black card. I left the company on good terms.""Yet!" Nadine's anger was palpable. "You wasted your entire life savings, that black card, on a penthouse for a week! That's like killing a mouse with a nuke. You could have sold the card easily for $50 million on the black market. Many people are dying to get it. You can even get $100

Alex’s POVMy vehicle led the convoy of 14 Sherpa lights, its headlights piercing the darkness as we approached the Prince Nicholas Outer Gate. The crisp air was filled with a tense silence, broken only by the distant murmur of the royal guard's surveillance.As we halted, the driver rolled down his window, a cautious movement under the watchful eyes of the guards. Beside me, Jean mirrored the action, leaning towards the guard with an urgency in his voice. "Matthew, it's me, Jean. We've recovered the stolen sherpa lights. I've brought the leader of the thieves to meet the Prince," he announced, his voice a blend of fatigue and triumph.Matthew's laugh cut through the air, a harsh, jarring sound. He glanced at me, sandwiched between Jean and Pierre, and without warning, struck me across the face with the butt of his machine gun. "How dare you steal from us," he spat, his eyes flashing with anger.I reeled from the impact, tasting blood in my mouth. Jean, his face a mask of panic, hasti