Genevieve:His kisses were rough around my nipples, causing my body to squirm and little moans to escape my lips. My naked back pressed against the clean sheets, his hard dick rubbing against my thighs. My heart was pounding in my chest as his lips roamed all over my chest and then down to my stomac
Genevieve:I stealthily approached the bedroom where she was in the midst of a conversation, and I noticed that the door was left ajar just a tiny bit. She was facing her mother and father, who appeared angry with her.“Hush! You'll expose yourself, you silly girl,” her mother whispered at her while
Genevieve:“You did? Are you really going to use it to defend him? I mean, don’t get me wrong. It is cute and all for you to be righteous, but don’t forget what he did to you. Not only did he reject you, but he spilled your secret to your father as well,” Caspian reminded me of my wolf’s secret that
Genevieve:“You don’t realize it, but you spit out really harsh words when you're angry, Caspian,” I calmly untangled his arms from around my body and stepped back.“I'm aware. But it’s you, and I'm confident you'll forgive me; that's why I let my true self show with you. However, if you prefer me t
Genevieve:Definitely, he was oblivious to everything. Especially me.“No, thank you. I have something else to attend to,” I replied, opting to address the Bellamy and Emre issue first.“I can come along,” Wolvin offered his time as he got up. I let out a little chuckle of disbelief and shook my hea
Genevieve: My eyes welled up as the two glanced my way, and Emre hopped off the bed. That was the last I saw of them because I stepped away and hid behind the wall, blocking the sight that shattered me. Questions swirled in my mind about Emre and Abigail. I recalled he mentioned wanting to be with
Genevieve:Abigail rushed out, clad in his sweater, wrapping herself securely. The two embraced. The urgency in her run and his revelation that his name had been cleared signaled that she was the life partner he desired.After five minutes, Abigail broke the hug, turning to me with a bright smile, "
Genevieve:"Who's that woman?" I pointed my finger at her, stepping back as I remembered where I knew Abigail from. She was the girl who had saved me once from this woman's anger."My son! I've come from the--" The old woman stopped abruptly when her eyes landed on me, along with her son and Abigail