Romani Prince

Romani Prince

  • WpView
    LECTURAS 6,614
  • WpVote
    Votos 292
  • WpPart
    Partes 45
WpMetadataReadContenido adultoConcluida lun, sep 7, 20208h 17m
The Romani prince crashed into my life with his bad boy looks and reputation, invading my heart with his poetic and passionate soul... And then, he was gone... I close my eyes and sigh. "This feels so good. Here, just like this..." Luka caresses my back and plays with a strand of my hair. "We'll make it work, mierea. You'll see. Trust me, okay?" Holding my chin, Luka gently makes me look up at him. "You look so pretty in this green dress with your long dark hair... Raul is right. You look like a Roma woman, do you know that?" Luka rolls me on my back again, carefully studying my face. The tips of his fingers softly tracing my nose, my cheekbones, my chin. "Luka..." I roll my eyes. "Shhh..." His fingers run through my hair and gently touch my ears, my silver hoops. "The perfect Roma girl..." I shake my head, but then, his hand slides down my throat, my collarbone. His fingers brush the side of my breast, and he slowly glides his hand down my side, down my waist, and around my hip. "The perfect Romani princess..." Holding my breath, I close my eyes. All my attention focused on his soft touch. On a daring move, Luka's hand lazily slides around my back. He grabs my ass and stops. His fingers are digging into my firm curves. "My perfect woman."
Todos los derechos reservados
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Illustration

Quizás también te guste

  • Hate War
  • What Makes The Heart Grow Fonder✔
  • Caught in the net
  • I Am Not A Prostitute: Mafia Romance (18+ Only)
  • Attracted to His Cold
  • Mr Hulk's Jelly Bunny (Completed)✔ EDITING
  • I Sold My Virginity
  • Beating Hearts (Editing)
  • When You Came
  • Dressed To Kill
Hate War

His cold eyes moved from my face to all over my white lace dress with a clenched jaw. I felt weak in my knees but I was successful in keeping my brave face. "Nina is that you? You are looking so beautiful" he said while looking at me. I blushed I was still feeling burning holes in my back I gulp down nervously. "Have some drink?" he said while taking a glass from the waiter. "No she is leaving," said the harsh voice next thing I know champagne was all over my dress staining it and making me gasp. Before I could react he gripped my hand & dragged me near the pool area where no one could see us. I snatched my hand away from his tight grip "Why the hell you ruined my dress" I half yelled. "What the fuck you are doing at my party looking like a slut" he yelled angrily while pinning me to the wall. Listening to his words my blood boiled. "Let me guess you came here to ruin my mood by showing your ugly face," he said with an angry smirk letting me know his hate. "Stop giving yourself so much importance. I'm here for your mom. My face may be ugly but ugly souls like you are not even worthy of my life's single second" I said angrily and pushed him away from me but he didn't let me go away. "I can hide my ugly soul beside this face but ugly ducklings like you carry their ugliness which can't even be hidden by beautiful dresses because they stain everything around them with their ugliness" his words were hurting my soul. I won't give him the privilege to see my tears. With all my power I pushed him making him stumble and fall into the pool. "Happy birthday," saying that I tried to walk away with a victory smirk but he didn't let me go. Things he did to me after that still send a shiver down my spine. One thing was clear that day I would never want to see his face again in this life. But I don't know why the hell I am standing in front of him in church wearing a wedding gown. Looking at his victory angry smirk plastered to his face with my glassy eyes.

Más detalles
WpActionLinkPautas de Contenido