1. Diavolo Ch 02


    Date: 4/16/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    she pleased since she was born, Marjorie cut in. “I am so disappointed in you.” Abigail stared at her in shock. Her mother sniffed and turned walking toward the door. “Your aunt and I had such high hopes for you, Abby, but your behavior is inexcusable. I hope you don’t intend on continuing to sleep with that—“ Marjorie wrinkled her nose in disgust. “I’ve never slept with anyone,” Abigail exclaimed. “I swear!” Her mother pursed her lips and stared down her nose at Abigail. “Dinner is at seven. Daniel has invited a guest. Let’s hope whoever it is hasn’t seen your vulgar display on the internet.” *** At a quarter to seven, Abigail was ready for dinner. She’d dressed in a knee length golden brown dress with a square neckline and big black buttons running down the front. Donning a nude pair of pantyhose and dark brown pumps, she pulled her hair back in a simple ponytail. Lastly, she put on a pair of pearl earrings Daniel had given her on her sixteenth birthday. Hearing a soft knock, Abigail pushed her glasses up her nose and rushed to open her door. The sight of Daniel leaning against the doorframe surprised her. He looked distracted again until he realized she’d opened the door. Straightening to his full height and offered her his arm with a slight smile. “Would you allow me the honor of escorting you to greet our guest when he arrives?” Abigail blinked at him, stupefied. Why would he want her to stand with him to greet his guest? Wasn’t that Mikayla’s job now? Daniel’s smile ...
    grew. “Mikayla will meet us in the foyer. She’s putting the finishing touches on her makeup.” “Oh,” Abigail replied. Swallowing a gulp of pure nerves, she accepted Daniel’s arm. He felt solid beneath his sharp pinstripe suit. The scent of some wonderfully exotic cologne teased her nose. Daniel felt so safe, so familiar. Her entire life had come apart since she’d come back. Clearly, thinking she could smooth things over had backfired terribly. Looking up at Daniel, the way he carried himself, with such assurance and gentleness had her blinking back tears. Poor, sweet Daniel. If anything, perhaps she’d spared him some humiliation despite tarnishing herself in the process. They walked down the mansion’s left wing corridor until they reached the main hall with the spiral staircase just beyond the grand foyer. Mikayla was just coming down the stairs wearing a white dress with some lace lining the plunging neckline. A long necklace of crystals glittered down the front of her body and her red curls bounced with each angered step she took. At the moment, Mikayla’s eyes were staring daggers at Abigail. When she reached Daniel, Abigail had to look away in humiliation as her sister wrapped her arms around him and kissed him hard and deep, moaning throatily. Daniel cleared his throat and touched his lips, clearly trying to see if Mikayla’s red lipstick was smeared all over his mouth. “Don’t worry, baby. It’s kiss-proof,” she giggled, batting her lashes at him. Daniel looked flustered and ...
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