Romans & histoires Basil X Aubrey

Aubrey say smiling. “You know that is not true! I just thought that it would be hard for you to leave Bastian at home for the first time," she explains. “I had a hard time being away from Walt Jr. when he has born.” "Yes, it is very difficult. I already miss him so much…” Aubrey says regretfully. I see in her eyes that she is already regretting coming here, she misses our precious son and I can’t blame her. “You know what? I am going to call Daisy Mae, just to check if everything is in order.”

He stares back and swings his leg,hitting my lower abdomen and making me fall to my knees. He grips my hair tightly and tilts my head up “You're nothing,Bailey. Those spoiled brats may not see it now,but they'll realise eventually. And when they do,they'll treat like the trash you are.” He kicks my abdomen again,and I grunt again,the immense pain making my eyes water. “Hey!” Is all I hear before Riley is pushed to the ground and kicked in the face. I gasp softly when I see Sebastian straddling Riley and delivering punch after punch,Alive watching in horror as her brother faces becomes more and unrecognisable.

Ava shouted behind her on which Aubrey flipped her hand without turning. In the washroom, “How much make-up they put on” Aubrey wiped her makeup while looking at her reflection. She removed the thick layer of foundation with cotton.“It's tiring to remove that’s why I hate the makeup” she nagged as she remove it. She washed her face. She decided not to wait for Ava in the washroom. When she was coming out of the washroom her phone rang. “Where are you?” As soon as she pick up the call Lucas bombarded the question. “Can you let me speak?” Aubrey start walking while talking However, her phone dropped when she encounter an object and lose her balance. “Ah…” She stumbled but didn't fall. “What th

He changed the angle, hitting a spot that made Aubrey’s toes curl. "Yes! Right there! Aahh!" Aubrey cried out, her climax beginning to roll over her in waves. Travis felt the rhythmic clenching of her muscles around him, and it was the final straw. He let out a loud, triumphant growl, his movements becoming frantic as he found his own release. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his body shuddering as he filled her, the two of them reaching the peak together.

she calls out, her voice carrying across the room and drawing the attention of nearby guests. “Mom, please don’t embarrass me,” Aubrey groans. I immediately spot a man approaching, billionairess Victor Raven. I’ve seen him countless times on TV and on newspapers. He approaches with an unreadable expression. “Hello, Dad,” Aubrey greets him with a curt nod. “Aubrey,” he replies coolly, his tone just as formal. "Meet my supermodel boyfriend, Abel Blackwood," Aubrey says with a proud a smile. What the hell? no I'm not. Why did she show up with me instead of Jonathan? Isn't he her rich boyfriend?

Aubrey said with an eye roll. Reina pulled away from the hug and turned to Aubrey, “I didn't see your girlfriend, how are you?” Reina knows Which button to press when she wants to annoy her. Aubrey ignored her and she walked to her bathroom. She took a quick shower and put on black tights with turtle-neck shirt and white sneakers. She stood before the mirror and admired her reflection. Aubrey tied her long hair into a messy bun, applied a light makeup and careless lip bum. Aubrey took her purse and walked out of her bedroom.

Aubrey shouted Elisa and Aubrey laughed and continued to run around the beach, not minding the weird stares from the people around them. ~~ "Good evening, Miss." The receptionist plastered a flirty smile at Elisa "Good evening, Ma'am. Do you have a reservation?" "Yes, reservation for Elisa Taylor." Aubrey glared at the receptionist. 'You look like a poop' "Baby, I'm starving." Aubrey clung her hand in Elisa's arm "Let's eat." Elisa sensed why Aubrey is acting that way. Her Bree is jealous. "Okay, BABY." Elisa emphasised the endearment

You still alive, slut? I groan, rolling onto my side, my muscles screaming in protest. My fingers tremble as I type back, the screen smudged with lube and god knows what else. Me: Barely. But I’m not done yet. Three dots appear instantly. Aubrey: Good. Because I’m outside. And I brought toys. My breath hitches. Aubrey doesn’t ask. She takes. And fuck, do I want to be taken right now.

"Hi! I'm Sebastian Dela Rama. And you are?" I felt stiffened upon hearing his name. I look at him to see if he is the Sebastian Dela Rama my classmates talk about. My eyes widen when I saw a handsome guy beside me. He has a beautiful smile. This is the first time that I look at him this close. “Oh, My! She’s so lucky!” I tried to compose myself. "H-hi! I-am Aubree C-custodio." I can’t help but stutter because I was freaking nervous.

She might had succeeded this morning but, who knows if she burns down the kitchen this time? I better be vigilant then, see fire in my house. I set the plates and the glasses. Aubrey fries the chicken wings and the french fries happily. She’s humming her favorite song, ‘Style’ by Taylor Swift. Oh, we’re swifties yes. We both love her. Aubrey loves her style and songs of course. Me, I don’t know I basically love everything about her.