This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

Prologue: In the city that never sleeps, two women lived parallel lives, their paths destined to cross in a way that would alter their futures forever. Becky, a high-powered attorney, had it all: wealth, prestige, and a reputation for being unbeatable in the courtroom. Her life was a masterfully crafted facade, every detail meticulously managed to convey perfection. Freen, on the other hand, existed in the shadows, her life a mere whisper of its former self. A prostitute, she had long since lost count of the men who had used her body, leaving her soul battered and bruised. Their worlds were lightyears apart, yet fate had other plans. A chance encounter would set off a chain reaction, shattering the illusions of their lives and revealing the true depths of their hearts. As their paths converged, the lines between right and wrong began to blur. The question was, would they find a way to bridge the gap between their two worlds, or would the secrets and lies that surrounded them tear them apart?

•This one is an OOC character •Gay, obviously Yuri here and your forever the star of the show, y/n. •The harem is still there, barely, because you're the star of the show •You've got one supportive friend, don't worry •You're the one that Katarina loves dearly, hurray "Katarina is cursed and You are her only cure." created by: D, G, H(Checker)

An idol's image is one that can be easily fabricated and faked by their own company. So what happens when the kpop soloist Y/n Y/l/n is forced into a PR relationship with Blackpink's Rosé all because her company Hybe wants to get more eyes on her? What will things become behind closed doors for the two women that have only passed by each other a handful of times at music shows as idols? Will their lives become intertwined seamlessly or will the PR relationship go down in a burning flame? *G!p reader also, so if you're uncomfortable with that, feel free to read any of my other stories which are not g!p *mature scenes and language* Cover by a lovely reader of mine that wants to remain anonymous!!! Word Count: 319,221 Started: April 12, 2024 Ended: July 4th, 2025 10k reads on 5/4/24 20k reads on 5/28/24 30k reads on 6/16/24 40k reads on 7/4/24 50k reads on 7/18/24 60k reads on 7/30/24 70k reads on 8/16/24 80k reads on 8/25/24 90k reads on 9/5/24 100k reads on 9/14/24 150k reads on 11/15/24 200k reads on 1/20/25 250k reads on 4/21/25 300k reads on 7/1/25 10k votes on 11/16/24 #1 in wlw #1 in blackpink #2 femalexfemale

Freen, a hired-assassin under the name of Phonoi, received an encrypted message: Becky Armstrong CEO of Celestia Jewels $1M Freen clenched her Beretta, her eyes fixated on the long brown-haired girl in the picture. Story contains mature scenes and g!p

Becky Armstrong is a young business analyst who happens to get a job in a big fashion company, Diversity Pop, owned by the famous Singer, Model and Actress Freen Sarocha Chankimha. Freen doesn't know that she had ruined Becky's life when they were still in high school, preventing her to realize reach her ultimate dream. Seven years later, their paths crossed once again. Will Becky allow Freen to ruin her life again? Or this time, it will be the other way around? ⚠️⚠️⚠️ Oh god. Freen couldn't believe it. She felt so turned on, the burning sensation had spread everywhere in her body and now her underwear is wet. Fuck, she makes me wet. She had to gain back the control of the moment. She pulled back and moved away from a giggling Becky. "I am not gay." Am I not? Becky raised her eyebrows. "Again, I'm not gay, so you have nothing to worry about." Freen added. "You're not attracted to me, huh?" Becky teased. "Huh? It's impossible to be attracted to you. I'm not gay." Lie. Ugh. What is she doing to me. WARNING: -This story is 18+ read at your own risk. 🔞🔞🔞 -This also contains G!P Becky ⚠️⚠️⚠️ **This story is not mine, I only changed the characters, other details, and some parts or plot of the story to fit Becky and Freen's character. **This story has been converted to BeckFreen. ** All rights and credits to the original author Fanwriting on fanfiction.net. **This is just a FanFiction and does not represent the mentioned characters or companies. The work is purely fictional. Original Title: I love you, Nerd Converted Story Title: Blonde Obsession

Codi Edwards, an introverted author that is invited to her brother's wedding but is in need of a 'plus one' so her mother can get off her back. Come into play, Nicky Santos. A nonchalant woman who goes with the flow. The two of them agree to trick Codi's family into thinking they're together and manage to trick them perfectly. Perhaps a bit too perfectly...

Becky and Saint were a couple deeply in love, until an arranged marriage forced them apart. Heartbroken, Becky refused to accept Saint's choice and hatched a plan to sabotage their upcoming wedding. Her goal: seduce the bride-to-be and shatter their union. But as Becky plunges deeper into her scheme, she risks losing herself in the process. Will her quest for revenge succeed, or will she become entangled in her own web of deceit? Prepare for a captivating tale of love, betrayal, and the consequences that lie in wait. Please don't plagiarize. Thank you.

Do I really understand all the pain, all the cause of her insecurities? Have I been on her shoes? Am I selfish when I push too much and ignore all of her feelings? Have I ever asked her and tried to talk about it? Freen, I miss you. Please come back. The feeling of losing someone we love the most, we need the most, we appreciate the most. Does she love me? Does she need me? I'm not sure anymore. She might not love me anymore. She surely doesn't need me.

What happens when you fall in love with your worst enemy? 18-year-old Natasha Morton has had an enemy in Blaze Callanan since they were in grade school, and now by chance, they are at the same college. So what happens when Natasha finds herself falling for the impossible to get through to, cold-hearted Blaze? Romance, drama, and scandal ensue.