Some believed in the luck of a four-leafed clover, but not me. Not yet…
This raven-haired mafia princess with blood-red lips didn't get her happily ever after, being on the outside looking in with hungry eyes.
Over a month ago, I had dared Sofia's towering Irish brothers with their copper-flecked beards to properly kidnap me. I wanted what all the other flushed, giggling women amongst us had.
Multiple broad-shouldered men with calloused hands lavishing me in whispered promises and lingering touches. Their happiness had to stem from the endless spine-arching orgasms keeping their endorphins flooding through trembling bodies.
So I sulked alone at the sticky bar top, even with them surrounding me at our raucous St. Patrick's Day pub crawl. Little did I know the giant Leprechauns with their knowing smirks schemed in shadowed corners. Their devious plot had me tripping into their glittering pot of gold before they took me over their shimmering rainbow.
TW: Coming soon. It'll be similar to the past stories, just a different holiday.
Genre: Romance
This raven-haired mafia princess with blood-red lips didn't get her happily ever after, being on the outside looking in with hungry eyes.
Over a month ago, I had dared Sofia's towering Irish brothers with their copper-flecked beards to properly kidnap me. I wanted what all the other flushed, giggling women amongst us had.
Multiple broad-shouldered men with calloused hands lavishing me in whispered promises and lingering touches. Their happiness had to stem from the endless spine-arching orgasms keeping their endorphins flooding through trembling bodies.
So I sulked alone at the sticky bar top, even with them surrounding me at our raucous St. Patrick's Day pub crawl. Little did I know the giant Leprechauns with their knowing smirks schemed in shadowed corners. Their devious plot had me tripping into their glittering pot of gold before they took me over their shimmering rainbow.
TW: Coming soon. It'll be similar to the past stories, just a different holiday.
Genre: Romance