Annalise Basso Romane & Geschichten

“What do you think you're doing!’’ “Quietness, Eliza. Quietness!’’ I yelled back. “What do you mean quietness? You shouldn't be here.’’ She insisted, holding her protruding tummy through her black maternity dress. “And why not?’’ ‘‘Are you kidding me right now?’’ “Look it's no one's business what I choose to do. I don't want to be there and I'm not going there.’’ ‘‘Well unfortunately this is your mate in question. Maybe if it was Alessia your choice might be justified….’’ “And who said I care about her more than I care about Alessia?’’ “Huh?’’ She stepped back puzzledly. “Annalise brought this upon herself. You think they're mourning her out there? They're only making mockery of her.’’ I gas

I was now being tossed as a tool without a voice to speak out for myself. ". . .the victor shall earn the right to be with Annalisa-" I thought bitterly, akin to a mere bargaining chip. I was Annalisa, an Omega, and the princess of the kingdom of Trinigad. I should have the freedom to choose my own lover, instead of being subjected to the caprice of the goddess. As a fervent follower of Cessi, I couldn't help but feel anger towards her.

They both stayed silent for some time hugging each other before Sophia pulled her away. “So tell me what dress you have?” She asked raising her eyebrows. Hazel scratched the back of her neck smiling apologetically. “Not me. But Ana actually has one. When I came to know about a party she showed me that dress. It looked good. I think that dress will work. ” She replied making Sophia frown. Annalise doesn’t have expensive clothes. She mostly wears dresses reaching a little below her knees. They all were simple and perfect for them. But Cyrus’s standards are high.

Lady Annelise, is this a second date with her? He followed Alaric and Lady Annelise to the rose garden, the scent of blooming roses a cruel mockery of the situation. Lady Annelise, a tall, striking Omega with fiery red hair, was already deep in conversation with Alaric. They strolled along the winding paths, stopping occasionally to admire a particularly vibrant bloom.

I was tense, struggling to control my rage. Annalise looked up at me and gave me a cunning smile. "What am I looking for? Derek, I want power. Command. And you will assist me in obtaining it.” She inhaled the cigarette and placed the camera on a table nearby. "But first, let me make sure you realise how deep you've gone."

She’s wearing a beautiful Silver dress that reaches mid thigh that is now bunched up around her torso. “Are you going somewhere?” “I’m preparing for Xena and Zariah’s shift. I promised them I would be there for them and would shift and hunt with them.” “What? Why?” “Contrary to your belief, I have friends, Jarek.” “Xillon and Zane’s sisters, though.” “You are so blind, Jarek.” “I’m aware of that. Please forgive me, Annalise.” Annalise takes charge and throws me to the ground and grinds herself along my cock.

Chapter 29 Cristiano As I stepped through the door, I noticed Annalisa sprawled out on the couch, watching a show on the television. She had a stack of bound documents resting on her lap which was clearly her script for tomorrow’s shoot. She didn’t even notice me at first as she was lost in whatever scene she was watching. I moved silently behind her and leaned down, placing a kiss just beneath her ear.

SLOANE “Are you serious!” Annalise gasps, making me shush her before they kick us out. Already, Kade and Rocco hovering the place is not helping. “Yes. Will you stop being so loud?” I hiss at her. Annalise’s eyes are still in shock as she takes a sip of her coffee. “Fine. So you sneaked out. Girl, you've been busy!” She shakes her head, a proud smile on her face, “But I'm proud of you.”