WARNING: This Book Contains Explicit scenes And Adult Languages Do you like reading steamy, naughty, dirty, and filthy romances?? If your answer is yes, get ready for the ultimate erotic excitement that will get your blood pumping and your ovaries twitching. This novel is a collection of short erotic stories. It contains all manner of sexual explicit including StepSister And Brother sex,, Office sex, Lesbian sex, Teacher and student sex, Doctor and patient, Bondage And domination, Gang sex. Etc.
View MoreBella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon
"I think you have something up your sleeves, I don't know what it is, but I don't think you've been honest with me lately." Rothschild poked the air in front of her with his index finger. "What...what are you talking about?!" Bella stuttered with a look of confusion on her face. She could see that something was about to go wrong. "Of course, you know what I'm talking about, and don't you dare pretend!!" Rothschild blurted out. Bella could see the seriousness and the anger on his face. "I swear that I do not know what you're talking about!" Bella said as she stepped back. "Alright then, if you do not know what I'm talking about, maybe you should leave this room!" Rothschild said to her. "But...." "No buts, leave now!!!" Rothschild yelled at the top of his lungs, he was already losing his cool at this point. Bella's jaw hung down loos
"You're...you're back!" Bella called out to Rothschild when she saw him walk in through the front door. "Yes, I am!" He replied grudgingly, hurrying up to his room. "Why are you in a hurry, where are you going?!" Bella asked him with raised eyebrows. "It's none of your business, Bella. I don't have the time for this!" Rothschild replied he didn't bother to hide the irritation in his tone as he spoke. "None of my business?!" Bella angrily threw down the magazine she held in her hands and stood up from the couch, knocking the glass half filled with orange juice as she hurried after Rothschild. "And what is that supposed to mean, Rothschild? I am your wife, and I demand to know where you have been and where you are hurrying off to!" Bella yelled out to him. "Look, I already told you that I do not have the time for this; I have a business to catch up with.." Rothschild stopped and turned to respond to Bella who was glazing at him with eyes red as fire. "That does not
Rothschild stopped the car in front of Amelia's mother's house and got down from it without hesitation. He hoped that Amelia would be there and even if she wasn't, her mother would tell him where Amelia was. But if her mother would refuse to tell him, then he would have to find an alternative means to make her tell him where Amelia was. It had been so long since he last saw his mother in law, he didn't know how she would react to seeing him again and in her house. He was certain that Amelia must have told her about the divorce and him showing his face in her house just because he couldn't find Amelia would be like reopening wounds that were already in their healing processes. Rothschild summoned the courage to walk up to the front porch and knock on the front door. "Hello, is anyone home?!" Rothschild asked as he continued knocking on the door. "Hold on just a minute, I'm coming!" He heard a voice from the inside. Rothschild's heart began to pound faster in his chest the m
"How long had this been here?' he wondered, straightening the crunched-up paper and running his eyes over it. "What the..." He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had to rub his eyes to make sure that he wasn't hallucinating. "How, how could this be!" He let out subconsciously. "Amelia was pregnant? That's not possible!" He blurted out, letting the paper fall from his grasp. His eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets darted across the room, looking for something he couldn't quite place his finger on. "This...this has to be a joke!" Rothschild said, reaching for the paper again and reading it for the umpteenth time since he found the paper. For some reason, he lifted the pillow again to see how many more were there, but there was nothing else. "How is this paper here, was it kept deliberately so he could see it, and how did she know that he was going to come in here and see it?" Different thoughts kept running concurrently through his head, but he cou
One day, Rothschild was searching through the wardrobe when he saw, Amelia's favorite dress. He look it and the sweet smell of Amelia covered his nose. Her scent clogged Rothschild's nostrils And he could not help but relive the memories of Amelia. For some reason unknown to him, he had chosen to stay in this room among all the other rooms in the house just because he wanted to get as far away from Bella as possible. Staying in this room was a choice he never intended. The night he got back from the doctor's office, He left Bella to sleep on their matrimonial bed while he sought another room where he could cry himself to sleep; he didn't want Bella to hear while he was crying, so she wouldn't bother herself about him. So he had quietly gotten up while she was asleep and made his way out. He found his legs beginning to buckle under him as he walked, and as a result, he barged into the room close to him and rushed toward the bed. Only did he realize the next morning that he
She bent to pick it up and inspect the bottle closely, before turning to look at him. "Did you throw this? Why did you do it?!" Bella asked all together. "Ahhh, Bella, stop asking me questions, it's hurting my head!" Rothschild replied. "Alright then, but can you at least come down and have breakfast with me?" "No, please leave!" "But babe..." "Bella I said I am not hungry!" Rothschild replied sternly, "I am not a child that needs to be spoon fed, so when I say I'm not hungry, I mean that!" Bella's eyes bulged in shock, it took her a while before she could recover. "Alright, you know what, suit yourself!" Bella said before she stormed out of the room. She couldn't believe that he had the nerve to speak to her like that, be had never raised his voice at her—never, and she was not going to accept thi
Rothschild didn't think that he would ever recover from the shock, how could he be impotent: there were never any signs that he was. A man with a big sex drive like him was impotent? This was a hard pill for him to swallow. And he was the reason that Bella couldn't get pregnant. He had lost interest in every other thing, even Bella's body did not excite him like it used to when she moved in with him. His head was running, accepting the fact that he won't be able to have his own child. Something he always dreams about. He had wanted his first child to be a son. Now he doesn't even have hope of having a child. The realization that he was never going to have a child of his own weighed heavily on him. "I'm impotent!!" He kept repeating inside his head. He clutched the bottle that contained the pills that were supposed to be taken to help him alleviate his condition.
"It's the way of life, Rothschild; no matter what happens, I'm with you forever." He nodded, but his face remained impassive. "I never thought… I always thought it was just going to happen one day." He stopped, choked in the voice. "This is... it's devastating." The following silence was thick, save for the harsh, labored breathing that seemed to ebb and flow with Rothschild's struggle. Bella watched him, and as his hope sank deeper into despair, a twisted sense of satisfaction began to swell within her. This was how it had to be, she assured herself. This was her chance to make sure he would never see her as anything less than perfect. Dr. Ashford shifted awkwardly, his gaze flicking nervously from Rothschild’s anguish to Bella’s unreadable face. "I’m… I’m sorry, Mr. Rothschild," he said quietly as if a touch of remorse had already become visible. “The therapy is all we can do. Perhaps… with time, you’ll make peace
It was raining heavily as Ruth pounded on the door of her best friend's house. The lights of the house weren't on and her best friend's car wasn't in the driveway, but she was so enraged that she didn't care. She was about to give up on the door and just crash through the front window when the light in the sitting room came on and the door opened."What in the hell are you...." Her best friend's dad looked furious until he saw her. His jaw dropped as he looked at her. He was silent for some moment as his eyes glued on her body. Reason which Ruth didn't know and didn't even care to know. "Hey! Ruth, what's going on?""Where is she, Mr. Lesnar?" she asked, her face flushed. "I need to speak with Kelly right now.""She's not in the house" He replied. He looked worried, though he wasn't looking at her. Ruth guess he had reason to be worried but that is not what she came for. That's non of her business. Her business in his house is to find her daughter and tear her flesh into pieces."Wher
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