登入Anny rose from the dresser, her bare feet padding softly against the floor as she crossed the room. When she opened the door, her breath caught in her throat. Adriano and Michele stood side by side in the doorway, their broad shoulders filling the frame.
The sight of them together, their expressions dark with intent, their eyes burning with that familiar hunger, sent a shiver cascading down her s
Anny's mind raced as she sat in the back seat, her body still heavy with the lingering effects of whatever had knocked her unconscious. The night outside the car windows had grown darker, the bright city lights fading into the distance as they drove further away from the bustling streets. Her heart pounded against her ribs, each beat echoing in her ears like a warning bell.She recalled the tears Morgan had shed just hours ago. The way her best friend had clung to her, sobbing about love and trust and the groomer who had broken her. Anny had made her cry enough for one day. She couldn't bear to cause more pain. But the fear was there, coiling in her stomach like a serpent, refusing to be silenced."Can I have your phone then?" Anny asked, her voice shaky despite her best efforts to sound calm.
When Morgan emerged from the shower, which had taken considerably longer than usual, she seemed better. But Anny knew exactly why her best friend had stayed so long under the water. Every single time Morgan was hurt, she would retreat to the shower to cry in private, letting the water wash away her tears and Anny hated that this time, she was the cause of that pain.The bathroom door opened with a soft click and Morgan stepped out wrapped in a plush white robe, her dark curls damp and clinging to her shoulders. She moved with a quiet grace that seemed almost fragile and Anny felt another pang of guilt pierce her chest."Tell me," Morgan demanded as she smoothed lotion over her delicate skin, her fingers working methodically from her arms to her legs. "When do you plan on telling the Carter brothers that you love them?"
"Babygirl." Michele's voice washed over her like warm honey, immediately easing the tension in her shoulders.Anny sank onto the balcony chair, finally allowing herself to breathe. The cool evening breeze caressed her skin, carrying the distant sounds of the city below. The skyline glittered with thousands of lights, a beautiful backdrop to the turmoil churning inside her."Michele.""How are you doing?" he asked, his voice low and soothing, wrapping around her like a warm blanket."Totally fine. We've been having so much fun. Shopping, laughing, just... catching up." She tried to keep her voice steady, but the anxiety creeping into her chest was impossible to fully mask. Her free hand gripped the armrest of t
"Did you see that lavender dress I picked?" Morgan could not contain her excitement as Anny drove them toward the hotel.Morgan had suggested they check in early, rest for a bit and then go through their purchases again. Anny knew the exhaustion would catch up with her eventually, so she didn't argue, even though Morgan insisted she wasn't tired."Heavens, the number of heads I'll turn with that dress," Morgan threw her head back with an excited squeal, her dark curls bouncing with the movement.Anny laughed softly, glancing at her friend with genuine affection. "I think the brown one would be incredibly pretty on you, though."Morgan pursed her lips thoughtfully, considering. "Yeah, it's gorgeous too. Would h
Anny spotted Morgan the moment she emerged from the arrivals gate, and all her carefully maintained composure shattered into a million pieces."Morgan!!!!" she screamed like a maniac, losing every ounce of decorum she had been clinging to.Morgan's head whipped toward her, her dark curls bouncing, and their eyes met just as Anny broke into a run. Morgan released her luggage and sprinted toward her, and they collided in a fierce, desperate embrace.Heavens, Anny had missed her more than she had even realized. Their arms wrapped around each other, squeezing tighter and tighter, as if each was trying to pull the other inside her own body. It was the kind of hug that could only happen between two people who had been separated for far too long.
Anny was excited. Genuinely, vibrantly excited. Morgan was already on her flight and would be landing in about an hour. She was getting ready to pick her up from the airport, but she had no intention of bringing her straight back to the mansion.No, they would spend the entire day out, having fun and catching up. She would only bring Morgan home late at night or perhaps not at all. A hotel suite seemed like an even better option. That way, Morgan wouldn't have to meet the Carter brothers at all and Anny wouldn't have to worry about them interrogating her best friend or making her feel like a criminal.She was certain the brothers' plan to search their shared apartment was already underway. That should be enough. If they found nothing in Morgan's room, their suspicions would be baseless and they could focus on finding the actual culpr
Anny smirked, licking the last trace of his cum from her lips. “If I cared, I wouldn’t have sucked your dick, daddy. And I’m sure you didn’t love her either. If you had, then you wouldn’t have let me do so and come here at this hour.”Anny's words hung in the air like a challenge, her smirk unwaver
Anny’s bedroom was bathed in the pale blue glow of moonlight filtering through the sheer curtains, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air was thick with the scent of her arousal, a musky, sweet perfume that clung to her skin. She lay on the bed, still trembling from the aftershock
"Welcome home, Anny," Adriano murmured, his voice dripping with quiet arrogance as he brushed past her, the heat of his body lingering in the doorway like a taunt. His composure was infuriatingly intact, not a single hair out of place, not even a flicker of guilt in those dark, knowing eyes. Anny
"Thank you, Adriano, you mean."A seductive husky voice tore the silent air of the kitchen and the bowl slipped from her fingers before her brain registered the fear. Strawberries scattered across the dark marble floor like drops of blood, crushing beneath her bare heel as she spun toward the doorw







