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Belladonna: The Deadly Nightshade

Gavin Kingston; the most wanted bachelor in town. Womanizer, unbelievably rich and gorgeous face. He hangs out in expensive café and clubs, speeding in his Ferrari and dating hot models. Meanwhile, there’s Belle Prescott, the cruel bitch. An aspiring ballet dancer but ended up in to be a pole dancer and stripper. Belle lived with a drunken older brother who makes her life miserable. She hates boys, no exception. On a fateful night, Gavin meets Belle, and he had this wonderful idea to make her his future wife just to get the inheritance from his grandfather, but also to make his mother mad. Can Gavin convince Belle to be his wife? Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen.

Novelbyserafina · Urbano
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13 Chs

The Sigh of a Woman

BELLADONNA: The Deadly Nightshade

02 – The Sigh of a Woman

A Bugatti Veyron speeding out of the mansion, Gavin Kingston has never felt the anger build up this strong. His handsome face scowled while his hand gripped the steering wheel.

Damn, since when did his mother follow the rules and since when he ever obeyed that damn rules?!

Is not so hard about giving him a check for a few hundred thousand dollars. After all, they're not going to be broke anytime soon.

His cell phone ringing, Gavin pressed the button and answered half shouting, "What?!"

"Whoa, man. Easy…" Brayton said in surprise, "just checking on you, man. Same time, same place?"

A scowled came back to his face, "Yeah, sure."

"Sweet!" Brayton sounded satisfied, "see you there."

Gavin didn't give any reply, instead he stepped on the gas. He's still irritated toward a heartless woman he called 'Mum'.

The cell phone rings again, Gavin snorted and pressed the button on the steering wheel, "What now?!"

"Hello," a woman's voice booming from his speaker, "Mr. Kingston?"

Gavin cleared his throat, trying to get his mind back on the right path, "Er, yeah? Who is it?"

"I'm Diana from Lady M New York, just to make sure, sir. You have appointment on Tuesday evening for the cake tasting."

"Cake tasting?" he replied, disbelieved clearly in his voice.

"Yes, your fiancée has booked us on that day. Are you willing to taste our new Gateau aux Marrons?"

"What?" ask Gavin, confused, "Wait a second, did you say …. 'My fiancée?"

"Err… yes. Your fiancée, Miss Mc.Cartney."

He knew it!

"Well, Miss Diana, I think you're mistaken. I'm not engaged to that woman." Clearly, he's annoyed.

Before she could speak, Gavin already cut the call. Damn it, that woman always getting on his nerves. Why is he always surrounded by annoying girls?!

Gavin pushed the 'Call' button and shouted, "Sasha!"

Minutes passed until a sweet voice answered, "Hello, Darl!"

Gavin took his breath and asked her, "What the hell are you doing? Booking Lady M for the cake tasting, are you lose your mind?!"

"Darling, please… it's just cake tasting, it doesn't mean a thing."

Gavin lowered his voice and asking again, "Doesn't mean a thing?"

"Yes." Sasha replied with innocence in her voice. Making Gavin squirmed in his seat.

"Well, then. What is your purpose, Sasha?"

There was a sigh that aroused him, Gavin felt his desire rise just hearing that hot sigh. He shook his head at the thought of going to see his woman.

"Mmmm ... Darl, I just wanted us to meet."

"Why do you make excuses for cake tasting?" asked Gavin, he was amazed by how the woman's mind works. She's so cunning "Listen, Sasha, we're over. O-V-E-R. "

"Darling, you just mad. Let me make it up to you." Sasha knows how to turn him on, her soothing voice can make anything happen.

"I'm not mad. We're over. Do I have to shout it out to you?"

"No …." Sasha sounded pitiful, Gavin almost all for her, "can you come over? I promise this is the last night. Just give me one more night, Gavin …."

Gavin smiled. He knew it. No woman can resist his charm, even though he has blatantly kicked them "No."

"Please, Darl. Please …."

'Ooh, I love it when she's pleading.' Gavin looked into the rearview mirror, considering his next choice. He was mad about this fucking cake testing, but he loves it when Sasha pleading to him.

He knew what he was going to get if he's going to her now.

"Okay, if you insist."

On the second thought, Gavin turned his car toward the Upper East Side.

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