Novels by Mokhethea

ANUSHKA'S POV McKenzie's mouth tasted like raspberries from the champagne she just drank. Her tounge felt slippery in my mouth as she tasted every nook of it like a starved dog. The kiss was deep ,demanding and a little messier, making my head spin with thrill. I whimpered, feeling my clit literally vibrating against my panties and wetness pooling in my core. I needed to be touched. Badly. "Go back a little"McKenzie whispered hoarsely against my lips, her voice pulling yet another helpless whimper out of me.I understood what she meant because we were literally on edge of the bed. I used my elbows to push myself back to the centre of the heart-shaped bed with McKenzie following right above me. I opened my thighs again for her to settle between and wasted no time to pull her back towards me and crushed our lips together again. My fingers disappeared between her silky strands of hair and I held on them tight, not too hard to hurt but just enough to get a throaty groan out of Danelle.

DANELLE'S POV Anushka was leaning on my shoulder as she slept. She had refused to go to sleep in the bedroom of the jet saying something about not wanting to move away from me. I just chuckled at her at that time and allowed her to do whatever she wanted even though she was probably going to wake up with a sore neck. I tried adjusting her head time to time ,getting her as comfortable as she possible could in that sitting position. We had about three hours before we landed in Rome and since I literally had nothing to do ,I had took out my laptop and started doing some work. I really didn't want to do any work while we were on this trip but my wife made me promise her that I would not ignore work anymore. She said that we shouldn't just neglect everything else just because we were away but I honestly disagreed with that. This was me and her time, nothing else mattered to me while we were here. But to make her happy, I would do anything. Kissing the top of my babe's head once again,

DANELLE'S POV Anushka was standing beside me as I knocked at the nicely polished mahogany door of the villa next door. It was the same house Dominique said they were living at. Waking up this morning, I had every intention to get all of this over with as soon as possible so that we could move on. Milan was not that enticing to me anymore, I wanted to leave. We could head to Rome earlier than we had planned, it was not a problem. First, I needed to sort out this thing with Alice, for good. After ringing the doorbell again, we waited a little longer before the door finally opened. In front of us stood a tall dark skinned guy with a nicely trimmed beard. His hair was cut short in a buzz cut and he had a 3D sleeve tattoo which was done to perfection. He was only wearing a pair of yellow swimming trunks and no shirt on. "Hello..?"The guy said as he looked between me and Anushka. He had an accent I couldn't quite place. "Hi" "Hey...um...I'm here to see Alice, is she around?"I asked h

DANELLE'S POV Smoke escaped my mouth in gentle waves, my head slightly tilted up to the ceiling as I rested the back of my neck against the brim of the bathtub. I have been soaked inside it for the last hour as I let my mind jungle through the maze of memories. My head was in turmoil. I have had about three cigars in that last sixty minutes as to try and ease up the tension that was brewing inside of me. It was a risky thing to do of course, consuming that large amount of tar but I just didn't feel like I cared at the moment. At least it was helping me in this particular instance, slowly but surely. Taking another long drag of the cigar, I closed my eyes, letting it in for a longer second before I finally exhaled. The bitter taste that left in my mouth resembled the bitterness I was currently feeling in my heart. Right then ,at that moment, I knew exactly what I needed. I knew what comforted me at times like this when my emotions skewed over but I was purposely staying away from her

ANUSHKA'S POV "Harp!"Dominique said, the shocked expression she had on her face long gone and replaced by an amused stare. Huh? "Let's go back to the villa Anushka"McKenzie said, flipping her off as she grabbed my wrist and started walking us away "Oh come on Harpreet, are you still mad?" "Don't fucking call me that!"McKenzie growled as she stopped walking and turned back to Dominique. "Why? Isn't that your name?"There was some level of smugness in her tone as she spoke "I swear to god Dominique"Danelle said warningly as she glared death at the other woman"Say one more word and see what happens" There was so much hostility radiating off of McKenzie directed to this Dominique woman and I couldn't help it but wonder who was she and what was the story between her and Danelle. Because, clearly there was something going on and Danelle didn't seem to like her very much either. Despite the warning McKenzie just issued out to her, Dominique didn't seem to be fazed at all

ANUSHKA'S POV Four weeks later... My life was good. Marriage felt amazing. Honeymoon was great. For the entire twenty six years of my life, this was the happiest I had ever been. If someone told me five years ago that I would be touring the world and enjoying the comfort of a twenty-million euros luxury villa, I would have laughed in their face. But it was happening and it still felt like a dream no matter how many times I pinched myself. It was simply so hard to believe. I was sitting on the sun lounger outside by the pool, enjoying the sweetness of grapes in my mouth and the morning rays of sunshine warming down on my skin when my phone started ringing besides me. I reached for it and saw that it was my younger brother calling. For this past weeks ,we have been calling each other constantly as Amaar insisted on being kept updated on every stop we made on this honeymoon tour McKenzie and I had going on. In four weeks we had already went to London, Paris, Monaco, Venice and

STEPHEN'S POVIt was a struggle to escape from the table with that huge tent in my pants but I managed to sneak away hopefully without anybody noticing it. I hurriedly ascended up the golden staircase to the second floor and then took right, heading towards Catherine's bedroom. Once I reached at her door, I slowly turned the knob and opened it before pushing myself inside. Catherine was sitting on the edge of the bed , one leg crossed over the other. The one on top was peeking through the slit of her glistening black & gold gown dress that she was wearing and I licked my lips as my eyes trailed down the long and sexy leg. Catherine was a very sexy woman. She was tall and had right amount of curves in all right places. Her pretty face was that one that could make every man lose focus and heck don't get me started about the big D-cups that she carried on her chest. Probably the first thing that attracted me to her. I was a sucker for fat boobs and there were without a question my bigge

STEPHEN'S POVI was getting ready in my room for my welcome party that was going to be held at the palace in about an hour, when Lorrine budged in my room unannounced and without so much of a knock on the door This was my fucking room for god's sake. But of course my twin sister didn't care about that obviously. In fact she never cared about anything whatsoever. Her combat boots clicked stubbornly on the tiles as she made her way towards me. I was standing in front of the full-body mirror whilst buttoning up my shirt. I saw through the reflection of the mirror as Lorrine took a stand about few centimeters away from behind me , her hands staffed inside her spiked black leather jacket . Her face remained stoic and emotionless as usual. Lorrine was those Alpha female type of women. She had this dominant aura surrounding her and her tall height ,dark tattoos and menacing , cold grey eyes made her look even more intimidating. She literally looked like someone you shouldn't mess with if y

The busy streets of Silléaco were packed, the traffic was insane. Yellow taxis were going up and down the road and there was a sea of people going in every direction. We were literally running and dodging in between them as we hurried towards Simón's art theatre. We were supposed to clean the place and arrange everything before his show in about three hours. That was why Mattie asked Denise to go with us because the place was huge and we obviously needed an extra hand to get things done quickly. Simón was standing impatiently at the entrance of the theatre when we arrived and he didn't look very impressed."You are late!" Those were his first words as we stood in front of him"Sorry Simón, the bus came bit late than usual and---"Mattie started to explained to him but was cut off rudely by the man "And is that my problem?"The man uttered irritatingly, his eyes moving between the three of us"Look Matilda ,I gave you this job because you begged for it. I could have given it to more prof

It was morning ,I could tell by the rays of sunlight that were peaking through the holes of my blanket. I didn't want to wake up. I hated mornings so much because they were those part of a new day that reminded you about your problems, hardships and pain ,literally everything you wouldn't want to think about. Whereas at night, you go to sleep and forget about all those damn things. But morning comes along and everything comes rushing back in your mind again. You are reminded of the bills that needs to be paid , your kid's school fees or a boyfriend that dumped you or your sick parent, final-exams stress ,it could be a lot. But those were probably other people's problems becauses for me, my biggest problems were always what I was going to eat the next day when it shines bright in the morning or where I was going to hide my poor self when winter laid its wrath upon earth. It devastated me so much but when you grew up all alone , fending for yourself , you learned to survive and that was