Jules Gloryhole 소설 & 이야기

The sun had already set by the time I finished work. Jaime always called this place a remote village. Every minute here felt like torture to her. I thought she would not be able to stand it and would leave. To my surprise, she waited outside my office door. When she saw me, she stood up at once and hurried to my side. “Joseph, you still haven’t told me what happened. Did your mother really die?” I stopped walking and looked at her. A cold laugh escaped me. “My mother died. Isn’t that what you wanted? Your mother’s so‑called killer finally paid the price. Are you satisfied now?”

Jules POV I swallowed hard. This wasn’t just survival now. This was a game of fire, and I had no choice but to play. The room was heavy with anticipation as I met Gale’s eyes, his sharp jawline and piercing stare commanding attention. The floor beneath us glowed dimly, casting flickers of gold across bare skin and eager eyes. Around us, shadows danced to the rhythm of lust and wine-soaked laughter, the air thick with want. This was no longer just a party. It was a spectacle.

above the other hole. “That’s called a Glory Hole,” Jerome whispered in my left ear as he helped me out of my dress, then folded it, and placed it on the bench. “Now you stay in here. And you suck, or fuck any cock that enters your booth from those two holes.” He then put every token he had into the slot for the TV, “I’ll be right outside. So don’t even try to leave. Once I get paid enough then I’ll come back in, and take you home with me for the night. Understood?” He then threw a box of prophylactics on the bench, and left the way we’d entered. “Yes… master,” I choked out realizing for the first time that I would be used like some low life prostitute. That for at least as long as the token

"Also, Levi's face was slapped so hard that it swelled up. Didn't Rosalie try to snatch your bracelet? Axel asked the bodyguards to carry a basket of gems in and told her to swallow them all. "Guess what Axel said at that time? Since you love to steal from others, I'll give you what you want. As many gems as you can eat." Julia continued, "Your man is a badass. Rosalie refused to eat, so he brought her son over. She then swallowed a lot of gems. Rosalie was half-dead and Axel asked someone to cut her face and sever the tendons of her son’s wrist in front of her. She was eventually thrown into the sea.

Havermouth, Present Time In the front yard of the witch’s house, Jules caught Harry’s hand, pulling them to a stop. “I should shift,” he explained as he released Harry’s hand and began to strip off his clothing. “We can fly over the trouble.” “Aren’t you the clever one, my beloved,” Harry reached out and began to collect Jules’s clothes as Jules undressed. Jules looked up from stripping off his jeans to find Harry’s eyes hot and his smirk smoldering, and laughed, pulled from the seriousness of the war around them into a moment of pure joy as they celebrated what existed between them.

The water drips down my built-up body, plunged under my chin and my hair flattens as I take out of the tub. "You don't want to bother the clothes?" Julie giggled. "Devils will see heaven if you forget" So did Carl. I consume my clothes and then depart away from the twilight hub unbothered. The stars gleam as the clouds walk aside the stars. "Wait up!" Julie jog forth and I knew because of her heels thumping with each pace she takes. I turned to see her huffing after she sniff more cocaine while I stroll to the exit. "Do you want to go home or sniff more?" I asked.

Luckily, we were almost the same size. The mall was loud and bright, the kind of place where sadness and gloominess had no place being. Jules did cry on the way here but she caked her face up again to look good to the public. Jules tried on sunglasses she didn’t need. I tried on dresses I had no business wearing and Bridget, she just sat and watched us. We ate pretzels and joked about men with emotional liabilities. For the first time I walked into her apartment, Jules smiled like she meant it. Somewhere between a jewelry shop and a shoe store, she squeezed my arm. “Let’s get your ring cleaned.” She muttered.

“I admit defeat, Emma. Please, just come back. If you don’t, Noah will kill me!” She sobbed uncontrollably on the phone, her voice ragged and hoarse, broken up by sharp inhalations of pain. I removed my sunglasses slowly, turned over on the lounge chair, and stretched beneath the golden sun. “I warned you from the beginning—Noah was never a kind man. You didn’t listen. “Now that everything’s come to light, you’ll just have to endure it. When the time is right, I’ll come back.” When she realized I had no intention of returning, Jill dropped the act entirely.

"Hell, I think Quincy, Ellie, and Jennie are the crazy ones here. Ellie and Jennie actually called their own family member a nutjob, while Quincy refused to acknowledge her own son, instead defending some bum." "Wait, don't you think all three of them were sponsoring that gigolo?" Hearing those remarks, Harold, my mother, Ellie, and Jennie were all glaring at me, clearly aggrieved. But it was obvious none of them expected that the instant I was reborn, I called Grandpa for help. Holding their gazes, I simply shrugged and asked, "What are you looking at? Afraid to own up to what you did?" Grandpa nodded in agreement. "James is right. If you dare to do it, then don't be afraid to admit it!"

Jules couldn’t believe the night she had with Ben. Gods, he was pushing his luck. When he said he wanted her pregnant, he gave it his all. She swore she was walking funny because of the workout her nether regions got last night. Not… That she was complaining. She enjoyed every minute of the hot bodied sex on every surface of his office. They didn’t come out for hours. Jules found Heather and her two mates behind the packhouse preparing for a run. Heather noticed her and ran over. “How’s everything going with you? We haven’t see much of you.” Jules smiled glad to see her gloomy friend no longer so sullen.