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Breaking the law
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Michael. My scream tears through the exam room as the pain coming from my wounded arm shakes me to my bones. I gnash my teeth tightly, forcing myself to hold on as Bones massages the arm. I'm lying on the recliner, heart in my throat as Bones tries to fix my arm again. He has this ‘you shouldn't have strained the arm in the first place’ look, but I don't bloody care. My arm can hurt a hundred times over as long as it guarantees me Laura's safety. Right now, she's in the operating room with Ilya and two of his staff, performing the immediate surgery he claims Laura needs. Her face was almost white by the time we arrived here, and I've never been so scared in my whole life. Right now, I'm not even thinking straight again. Her thoughts consume me as well as the fear of losing her. And our baby. Why's all this happening? We're just getting our lives back together, and another disaster strikes! What if I lose her? God, you'd better take my life if you take Laura's, because there
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Michael. Racing through the streets, chasing after Laura was never part of the plan. My intentions earlier were to get her home safe. When I called earlier, and she didn't pick up, I lost my damn mind. I thought something bad had happened to her. I thought maybe those bitches who were claiming to be her friend had tried something funny. I was with my gurus at Sin House when that was happening, but I lost concentration on all they were telling me about the hooded figure we found through the footage at Silas's penthouse. The very person who had murdered the police there and fled from the crime scene. Since we saw that footage, we've been trying to find out who that was and what he was doing at the penthouse right after the massive gunfire. Of course, from how the figure had fought with the police, it was very much obvious he's skilled and would be a tough ass to beat. Yet, all the while my gurus kept telling me things about the person, I wasn't concentrating. My focus was only on g
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Laura. It's moments like this that remind me of my childhood. Growing up with Maisie was both sweet and competitive. At fourteen, her mother had gotten us bicycles as Christmas presents when she was still with her second husband, who was a bank manager in Oklahoma.Back then, Maisie and I would race through the streets, competing against each other. And yes, I always end up winning while Maisie will curse me to hell and back. It always brings laughter to my lips, and right now, that same childlike laughter filled with exuberance rips from my mouth as I white-knuckle the steering wheel, tearing through the streets like my tail is on fire. It probably is because Michael is coming after me at neck-breaking speed. I don't want him to catch me. The urge to bruise his ego and mock him later is growing branches inside me. “You ain't going to catch me, you know?” I say just to taunt him, and he knows, given his laughter. “I'm always going to overpower you, daddy.” He chuckles, the soun
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Laura. “Malishka…” “Seriously, I can handle myself, Michael. There's no need to worry. Besides, it's just a party. A birthday one at that.” My voice cuts through the air, intercepting Michael's protest about my attending Patricia's birthday party. I'm already dressed and ready to leave, but his little protests, or should I say tantrums, are what's delaying my departure. He was in a virtual conference in the parlor, but paused everything when he saw me walking out. Now we're standing on the front staircase, his good hand wrapped around my arm just to restrict me from going. The driver has brought out my car in the front, and as he alights from it, he hands me the keys. “I don't trust those women. Not after what they did to you for years.” No matter how much he tries to convince me otherwise, I believe it deep in my soul that Patricia and Cersei have turned a new leaf. Piercing his contorted face with my eyes. I scowl. “Can you put a little trust in me? Huh?” I let out a sigh,
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Laura. I don't need anyone to tell me Michael is enjoying my ministrations. It's written all over his face, from how he is panting, how his brows are in a deep crease, how his lip is stuck between his lips, to how red his face is. He's clouded by pleasure. All he does is thrust his pretty hard cock into my palm, eyes closed. My massage over his cock is extra soft, and it's meant to induce unavoidable sensations. He gives me a guttural groan when my hand lowers from the base to his balls. I pull into him, running my tongue over his balls. Michael buckles. He grabs my hair with his good hand, pushing my face flat against his groin. We don't speak, but our bodies do the talking. Releasing his balls from my mouth, I drag them sultrily over his veiny length, my hot breath fanning over him. My intention was to tease him, but I ended up being teased. My pussy drips like a fountain, and I choose to give it attention in rhythm to his. I blink up at him, our gazes intense, and while st
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Laura. I empty my belly in the toilet, my eyes watering while Michael gathers my hair gently into his hand, pulling it out of my face. It takes about a minute for me to re-collect myself again, and he helps me to my feet. There's a worried look on his face, his lips pinched together, eyes studying me. I give him a bold smile, maybe to diffuse the tension or increase his worry, but I felt like he needed to see that smile either way. “Oh, I guess that didn't go well…” I let out, wiping the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand. Natasha is lingering by the doorway, watching me act awkwardly. “Is that enough sign for you to stop this weird eating and drinking combos you suddenly started?” He asks, a quiet criticism to his voice.I make a face, pouting at him. “But that's what…I was craving for.” I mutter under my breath. Michael tries to speak, but Natasha's voice cuts in. “Um, sir…I think this is more than just a craving.” We both turn our heads to her, and she shrugs, ges
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