Littlefish

[Mature content—Read at your own risk, be careful. It's highly recommend]

Meet Lena Candice Marshall, the most innocent girl in this world from Russian descent. Beautiful. Doctor. With delicious ass. Her life was so simple and decided. She was locked inside her dad's rules, regulations, and policies. Like a bird inside a cage. Always following her dad what's her dad wanted. She was at school and at home all the time. Had a babysitter with her until college. When she had her school's free time, she read educational books like daddy wants to learn more-not even let her read magazines. Only educational books. When she was in college, daddy was coming to pick her up. And she listened-as she believed that's what good daughters do, right? Listen to their parents. And as expected, she didn't deal with these words-Love...Feelings...Jealousy... Emotion...Lust...Desire. In a word, she didn't know anything about the opposite sex.
 
Meet Ace Jordan Steele, the most handsome CEO in Downtown in New York. All the woman and even his secretory lusting over his body. Hell yeah! He didn't f***ing care. But he could any woman in his bed he f****ing wants. He always wanted to be alone and didn't want to be disturbed. Wanted to be getting rich instead of stalking play around. And the top of this, he won't shoot Spaniard and Russian girls because of the death of his mother-sister-that he will never forget in his life. He can't tolerate any girl from Spanish and Russian descent.
 
Lena Candice Marshall. Ace Jordan Steele. What will happen when their paths cross? Lusting over Lena Candice will not good for Jordan Steele's health. Can Jordan Steele stop his erection from every time Lena's near? If he can't control his massive erection, disaster will strike in the name of desire and lust. And how will she accept these new feelings? And what about betrayed?

Love Lust sex

"Good night, moyaa zhenaa," Harrison whispered close to her ear.

She turned in his direction and opened her eyes. Her hazel eyes met his pale charcoal ones. Their lips were only a few inches away from each other.

She squeezed his hand, and he was still holding hers. "Tell me the meaning of what you said just now-just now. I don't understand Russian language, Harrison. So, if you want me not to hit you…."

He laughed softly, stopping her from speaking.

"Moyaa zhenaa means my wife," he said.

She frowned as she remembered the Russian words he had said to her before. "What about the Russian words you mentioned to me earlier?"

Harrison caressed her cheek. When his finger came to the side of her lips, he spoke, "Ty takaya milaya, Moyaa zhenaa."

Her eyebrows met. "What's that?" She only understood Moyaa zhenaa, which means 'my wife'.

#chapter 76