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CHAPTER 33: TYSON IS MINE

Fanned by her minions, Sandy confidently strode towards Olivia. She stopped and tossed her black hair over her shoulder while cocking her hips in a challenging pose. Her red crop top accentuated her cleavage with her pose as her black miniskirt twirled around before settling by her thighs. Really? A crop top and mini skirt? Was this a club or what? And what was up with this red and black? Wasn’t she wearing almost the same thing when she was all over Tyson? Olivia felt her amusement fade at the thought as she remembered Sandy with her boobs plastered right onto Tyson’s face.

“Girls! Look what we have here!” Sandy called out in a shrill voice, making Olivia snap her head up. Sandy’s lips, which were painted a flirty red, were crooked up in a victorious smirk. Olivia didn’t want to sound bitter, but she thought the girl looked painfully out of place in the pack where she had only seen bare, naturally beautiful faces all around her since her arrival. Maybe she would have looked better wi
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