"Aurora what are you doing" her cheeks clearly growing red at the slightest touch of her hand on her waist. "I'm doing what I should've done the night I watched someone else's hands roam your body" She responds clutching her jaw. Just the thought alone has Ro feeling her anger rise. "This isn't right Aurora. You know this isn't right" She says not pulling away in the slightest despite having much room to do so. "If it wasn't right Mads you wouldn't be flushed like you are now" She says gripping her waist tighter pulling her closer so that they have no room to break the contact. ---------- Madeline and Aurora have always had a rough hatred for one another with no dedicated meaning behind it. they constantly bickered back and forth about any and everything they could. Aurora, or as most know her, Ro grew up in a very rich estate in the suburbs of Manhattan. Her father owns a very big company keeping her family without the feel of need. At the sound of it everyone suspects Aurora to be this perfect girl in New York City but what lies behind closed doors shocks the ones closest to her. Her hatred for Madeline grows simply at the fact that she can have any and everyone on their knees with a snap of her fingers. Madeline continuously tries to get under Auroras skin as the rush of getting a rise out of Aurora is hilarious to her. Despite the fact that Madeline wasn't the one who started their years of consistent bickering considering Aurora started everything at a simple party in year 9, She still did everything she could to piss Aurora off. Madeline had her way with the boys around her school. She understands any of them would immediately fall to her feet with the slightest smile and she took pride in that. It was their senior year of High school when a sudden shift in both girls attitude changed the way they seen one another and it never went unnoticed by the people around them. Especially Nicolai and Ava.

A Mafia Romance : : "I love him and it was just a quickie, daddy." She reached to swallow down another jet of liquid, but there was no trickle left. She threw the glass fiercely at the wall, and it broke. She let out a nervous breath and gazed down at me. She reached for the few buttons on my shirt and began unbuttoning them. "What are you doing, Daddy?" "I will shower you myself. I want every sign of that boy off your fucking flesh." My stomach flipped, my pussy did the happy dance, and my heart fell. But I couldn't have her; seeing my body, I got a tattoo. I simply couldn't let her see it. She had many on her body, but was telling me I shouldn't. The tattoo wasn't very big. I acquired it in the mall. I was feeling adventurous so I went for it. "I-" "Shh." She went away, pausing just at my door and opened it. "Get inside." She snarled.

Leyla ( you) starts working at the biggest company in the USA. She starts as a assistant for the women who will in not so long become her whole world.

"It's not that I don't want you doing this with me" she said closing her eyes tightly and putting her head back on the pillow as her hands gripped my waist. I put my hands on her chest as I kept moving my hips on her. "What is it then?" I asked her, trying my best to hold my moans in "it's the fact that your fucking.." she breathed heavily and tried to keep herself together so she can complete her sentence "..your fucking dad will kill me if he finds out about us having sex" I held her chin and kissed her lips "that's why we're not gonna tell him.." I said moving faster, her grip tightening on my hips "..it's gonna be our little secret" --- This story will include: (warnings⚠️) -detailed sexual content -use of weapons -Drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -murder and crimes