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

WHEN Dylan passed Kirsty, he immediately approached Harvey, the owner of Bachelor's Village.

"Why did you summon me?" he asked, annoyed.

Harvey had this sly smile on his lips. "So, you didn't succeed in inventing a medicine for anti-love," he said, frowning even more.

Harvey pointed his finger at the computer screen. "Play it again, Brandon."

Dylan dragged his gaze to Brandon, who was now busy typing something on the keyboard. Then the static on the monitor gradually disappeared, and the clarity became HD.

Dylan blinked when he saw the video. It was him!

'Fuck! Did Kirsty see it? That girl is from here, isn't she?'

Brandon gave him a reassuring look. "No worries. She didn't see it. I did something to get static on the monitor and make it blurry. So..." He smiled. "How many tulips have you bought in a month?"

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