Patricia Wilson

Stories 10
Chapters 3,347
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  • by Patricia Wilson The third point of view : The desire between them was obvious and saturated the bathroom. Julie didn't need to ask for consent from Anabelle, the look in her eyes was all the consent he needed. At once, he got rid of his shirt and climbed in with her, the lukewarm water swirling around them. Julie reached out and grabbed Anabelle, making her to straddle him. Biting down on her lips, Anabelle pushed herself down and guided him slowly inside of her. She gasped with pleasure as he spread her…
  • by Patricia Wilson The third point of view: While Isabella and Pedro were about to experience a major crisis in their life, Anabelle and Julie were still in the honeymoon phase of their relationship. The once innocent bathing - if that had been the case in the first place - became sensuous as Julie's hands slid from Anabelle's hair down to her neck. He followed the trail of the sud on her body only to stop on the nape of her neck. He then began to rub circles on that particular spot causing her breath to hitch.…
  • by Patricia Wilson The third point of view: Julie had an inkling that giving Anabelle this much power would come to bite him and it eventually did. Now he has to endure the worst torture any male in the world could ever experience. "Good work," Anabelle said just as her hands went to the shirt and opened the rest of the buttons, pulling the shirt off her arm till it dropped to the ground. "Holy mother of God," Julie's heart almost stopped dead. What could be sexier than to stare at your beautiful girlfriend in her…
  • by Patricia Wilson The third point of view: Anabelle smiled in her sleep, she had a pleasant night. Unconsciously, her hand reached across the bed and touched an empty space. Oh no, not again. She sprang up immediately from the bed like a lioness ready to defend her pup from an enemy, already prepared to stop Julie from leaving. However, getting to the door, she almost bumped into the so- thought missing Julie, walking into her room with a tray full of breakfast. "Whoah!" Julie exclaimed, surprised by her move,…
  • by Patricia Wilson The third point of view : The strange woman said she would surely make a way possible for that to happen and the opportunity finally came on that day they traveled out of the country. Natasha didn't know how they did it or how much influence the woman had but she had received a message that night, "It was time," Natasha suspected the whole investor thing was their handwork and they had intentionally drawn Pedro out of the country just for this. After all, a week to their departure, Natasha…
  • by Patricia Wilson The third point of view : Natasha was awoken by the sound of her phone ringing and at first, she ignored it, however, the phone kept ringing and she had no choice but to pick it up. "Hello?" She said, irritation in her tone because she was woken from her beauty sleep. Natasha had her eyes still closed and didn't look at her screen to see who was calling. "Get up," That single command and tone erased all traces of sleep from her eyes instantly. It was her, and her heart began to race. Natasha…
  • by Patricia Wilson The third point of view: The waiter was embarrassed to death because he was not only shocked by their conversation but was sporting an erection as well - he was turned on by her words. Thanks to the sudden cough, it attracted Isabella's attention and she glanced over the waiter that had a flush on his face. Luckily for the poor man, he had an apron around his waist and his "discomfort" was not seen - at that moment. "If you would excuse me," The poor waiter said once he was done and quickly took…
  • by Patricia Wilson The third point of view: Isabella knew Pedro was romantic but he really went all out on their date tonight. He emptied a high-end restaurant for the duration of their?date. Not that she was complaining, Isabella naturally enjoyed a quiet and peaceful ambiance since she he had a habit of figuring out people hence she hated working her brains all the time. The waiters were all on standby and their table was lavish and beautiful as it was decorated with candle lights and flowers. It was as if she was…
  • by Patricia Wilson The third point of view: Anika was super smart, having been chosen as the messiah of The Revolution, she had to learn a lot of things at her tender age. She could perfectly speak five languages; play the keyboard and violin to a professional level; play golf, tennis and know embroidery. Just like Akim, she was ambidextrous and perhaps even smarter than him, since the prince wasn't able to figure out she intentionally approached him. However, it didn't surprise her, the pompous prince wouldn't…
  • by Patricia Wilson The third point of view: Anika returned home, whistling. She was excited and in anticipation, hence the happiness on her face couldn't be hidden. She met the prince and was happy for all the wrong reasons; it was time for their revenge to commence. "You're back, Anika," Said her mother or, rather, her mother in acting. "Yes, ma'am, I'm back," She answered, the smile never leaving her lips. On other days, she would have shown more filial piety to this woman but they weren't in public view and…
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