A/N: Unedited. 3 more chapters this month guys. Thanks for the support so far. Love you all so muchā¤šš¼ Love, Diana .... Looking down at her finger while on their way to Clarkeās home, El canāt help but rubbing the gorgeous gem repeatedly with her thumb. It is so beautiful that she canāt help but be mesmerized by how vintage the design was made for her yet still has that breath-taking modern vibe to it. It reminded her of the ring Edward Cullen has given to Bella Swan. It was an oval pave shape ring with the top of a blooming rose which is crusted with diamonds and along the ring which holds her finger was made of gold and has tiny diamonds coiling around it like a vein. The edges of the oval shape ring also has tiny diamonds lined around it. Making the design look neat, simple and perfect for her. The other two ring was either too big or too flashy and she isnāt one to wear something flashy. She was all casual and only dress up e
A/N: Hiya guys, Iāve done the editing. You can read everything now and another story tonight( now is 1:42pm ā 30/10) and again, I apologize for the late upload and editing. God bless and stay safe. Love, Diana. .... Matthew sat at his familyās library, more like a place for his father to enjoy his alone time, drinking wine and smoking tobacco all day without anyone, especially women to enter and bother them. Until now.. The door to the room was wide open and Christine, looking oddly different today with her hair in a bun and face robbed of make up, made an entrance with her sleeveless white dress and high heels. A bit more covered compared to how she always was before and if anyone were to ask him, her looking awfully simple without that clown look she call a make over was much better. Christine was smiling so hard and her lips was split into a long cut. She ran to Matthew and hug him even though he remain unresponsive. āI miss you so much, Matthew. I canāt believe it has been ye
A/N: Completed oh, and it's super 18+ btw so be warnedš ... Elizabeth shriek when she see Clarke standing in front of her. He wore no shirt but still kept his pants on. His hair was loose from his regular bun and he was wet all over. Tattoos covered his entire chest and she can see fine hair over his marbled chest. She lean on the wall behind her, entirely naked and failed badly trying to cover her breast and womanhood. Her arms was pushing her breast so roughly that her creamy flesh spills out in an enticing manner. From the way his front pants has a tent on it, āWhat the hell are you doing in here?ā She felt her neck aches since she has too raise her head just to see his face. He was so tall and big while she was so tiny and he could easily overpower her if he wants to. āIf youāre going to stand there and just look at me while Iām taking a shower, Iām going to leave, okay? You can have the shower all to yourself.ā She tried to step out from him but Clarke quickly slammed
A/N: So, this is the final chapter for this month. I will take a few days rest before I continue and maybe draft more for the next chapters to come. Thank you for your support so far and God bless, stay safešš¼ā¤ Love, Diana ... āWhat? El and Clarke Walton are engaged? No! No! Youāre trying to fuck with me right now?ā Frustration overwhelmed her whole body, causing her to shiver in anger and it was apparent in her expression as Christine lay on Matthewās bed naked and only the comforter covering her from her feet to her chest. Her hair was in a disarray while Matthew sat on the edge of the bed, his curly hair loose and a joint in one hand. He suck the end of his makeshift joint and close his eyes, basking in the calming effect of the smoke and falls back on the bed. He was lying naked. His body solid with muscles and not a blemish on sight made Christine crave to touch him more. Not only he was great looking, Matthew was a gr
A/N: *Unedited* Hello guys, this is the first chapter of this month and we'll have a great time reading more for days to come. Itās the same ammo every day until the end of the month. Min chapters per month is 20 but if I have more ideas, Iām willing to write more. Donāt worry about it. God bless and stay safešš¼ā¤ Love, Diana ā¦ El woke up with a gentle rub on her inner thigh. She opens her eyes slowly, noticing the sky was still dark from the window near her. She looks down and see Clarke was wiping her inner thigh of his seed and her release. He was so focused on cleaning her up that he didn't notice her staring at him. She smiled the whole time and blushed as she remembers the passion, he has unleash upon her with his vigorous love making and ways to make her scream all night. Not just her womanhood, her throat was sore and she can feel her body aches. Yet it was a good ache. Amazing ache.
A/N: Just to let yall know, the series between Clarke and El will not be too long because I understand the frustration as a reader myself hahaha so I'll try to make it short but of course, quality story line and I won't rush the plot so keep calm and take care. Again, dreadfully sorry for the grammar and problems. I canāt help it. I speak my Borneo native language most of the time. English is not even my third language. Thanks Love, Diana .... āThatās impossible. He wouldnāt do that. I mean... a fuckin Walton? No. Youāre making this up.ā āIām telling you the truth. He told me himself, Matt. He raped Danielās wife, Alissa and had a child with her.ā Christine tries to convince Matthew as they sat for brunch the next day. She had stayed the night, full of anger and frustration in mind towards Matthew but one thing for sure, she was more focus on screwing her stepsister who had stake claim on one of the surviving bachelor in the Wa
Butterfly. No. Make it butterflies. Plural. Not just one of them but she was sure that there are thousands of them fluttering in her stomach as she stands in front of the Walton Mansion, right at the outskirts of Austin, Texas. She was only inside of Clarkeās car as the huge gate, something that reminds her of Buckingham Palace was slowly opened and Clarke even greeted the guard near his post. She smiled. She was glad that Clarke was humble and unlike Matthew, he treated everyone, be it a maid or a cleaner or even a security guard equally. As he drove inside, her eyes were wide open as she gaze at the front yard of the Walton Mansion. It looks like a park. Grand, majestic park like the one in Downton Abbey. Trimmed bushes, roses grew around them, a pond with a gorgeous fountain that has a human sculpture in the middle that reminds her of the one she saw in a museum while on a holiday in Greece with her father back when she was 13. Water fl
A/N: Hiya guys, yesterday I upload chapter 18. There was a glitch that causes it to repeat posting twice so there's two chapter 18. Just pick one. Don't buy both.Love, Diana.....Sitting in the same table with one of the most powerful family in the world was very overwhelming. It feels so surreal and almost a dream but not as good as what everyone think it would be.Clarke sat beside her at the quiet dining room table. The table itself was filled with decorations of flowers and vases and William Walton sat at the end of the oval table, eating slowly as more meals are served on the table.āPlease, enjoy yourselves with all our Greek delicacies, dear. In our households, guest are forbid to leave until they are full and satisfied.ā Dinah says to El with a soft laugh.āOh, I really appreciate this, Dinah. The food has been lovely so far. Iām pretty sure Iāll be full until the end of this month.āClarke coughed and smiled but his g