เข้าสู่ระบบClaire watched as Dave applied ointment to her wrist, which he had cuffed earlier. After leaving her, he went to work, and she ended up sleeping with the cuffs on. Now, at almost 5 pm, he returned to uncuff her.Her wrist was turning pink and hurt. She flinched slightly when he held her other hand."I'm sorry," Dave said, feeling terrible about what he'd done.Claire nodded and wiped away tears. "I'm going home, and don't try to stop me.""Okay," Dave responded, struggling with the thought of letting her go.After he finished tending to her wrist, Claire stood up and walked to the closet. She exchanged his shirt for a larger one, removing the other, grabbed her phone, and handbag."I'm leaving," she said.Dave sighed, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Are you leaving me, Emma? I need you.""I'm not leaving you, Dave. I'm giving you time to fix your problem with Victoria," Claire clarified."You
Claire wiped her tears, stunned. Did he just say another woman was important in front of her? "I can't believe this. You know what? I'm leaving you," Claire said, getting off the bed. Dave grasped her shoulders, and she stood before him. "Let go," Claire said, trying to move away. "You're not going to leave me, Emma. Do you hear that? You can't always leave when we have a problem," Dave said, feeling bad seeing her cry. "Then tell me everything you're hiding from me," Claire said. "She told me you kill people. Is that true?" Dave cursed under his breath. "Fuck that bitch." "Tell me, Dave—are you a killer? Did you ever kill a human in your life?" Claire asked. "Sit down," Dave said, and she sat. "Look, do you think I'm that kind of person?" he added. Claire shook her head. "I don't know, okay... I
Claire cleared her throat. "He's coming," she said over the phone. "Oh, Claire," Victoria replied with a bored tone. "Yeah, you should leave a message. I'll tell him you called," Claire said. Victoria let out an annoying scoff. "So now you answer his calls?" Victoria asked. Claire rolled her eyes. "He's my man, of course I can answer his calls." Victoria laughed mockingly. "You're so desperate, little girl. Just because he fucked you, now you think he's your man? Let me tell you something: you don't know that man can never love you, dear." "Well, keep lying to yourself, Miss," Claire said, rolling her eyes. She didn't understand why she was listening to Victoria's nonsense. "You're the one who's desperate for a man who can never be yours," Claire added. "He's already mine, Claire," Victoria said.
I bit my lip, and he chuckled. God, am I ready to take his big cock again? I opened the plate in front of me, and my eyes widened. He had made pasta, and it looked and smelled delicious. He had even included chopsticks on the side.As I took a bite, he watched me, his eyes fixed on mine. "It's very delicious," I said, and I saw him sigh in relief. I knew he wasn't familiar with cooking pasta, since he didn't like it. "When did you learn to cook pasta?" I asked. "That night you came in my hands and decided to end our friendship," he said, his voice tinged with nostalgia. I sighed, looking down. If only I could turn back time, I would have made a better decision. "I'm sorry, I hurt your feelings," I said, genuinely remorseful. I knew what I did had hurt him; I saw how hurt he was that day. I badly wanted to follow him and apologize, but Lucky showed up, and I felt like I should let Dave go for the sake of peace. I was really con
"The food is nice," I said, pressing my thighs together. He watched me as I took a bite of the steak. "Nothing tastes better than your sweet pussy," he said, and I choked on my food. What the hell was wrong with him? How could he say that so easily? "Easy, baby girl. I don't want you to die on me. I'm not done fucking," he added, giving me a glass of water. I drank it and looked at him; he took my hand and kissed it. "Eat so you can go to sleep," he said, and I nodded and ate my food. After I was done, I drank my juice, and he carried me back to the bedroom. He took off the shirt I was wearing and threw it somewhere in the room before taking off his clothes. "Are we going to sleep naked?" I asked, and he got inside the blankets, putting his big hand on my waist and pulling me to him. "Dave..." I said with a moan when I felt his hard cock between my thighs. He looked at me and
Claire's POV"I want us to be like this forever," I said breathlessly, and he smirked before he pinched my nipples so hard that I screamed in pain and pleasure."We will always be like this; I'm never letting you go," he said, and I could feel that he meant every word he said. "I love you, only you, and no one else," he said so sincerely."I love you too," I said, and he claimed my lips, kissing me hungrily as if he were possessed. I opened my mouth for him, and as his tongue tangled with mine, the way he was kissing me was so intoxicating that I could never get enough of his dominant kisses. He made me lose my composure with just a look."I want to fuck right now," he said between kisses, and I giggled. I was still sore, and I wouldn't let him touch me tonight or anytime soon; my lady part was on fire right now."You will have sex with me next week," I said, and he looked at me as if I had just lost my mind."Are you for real right now?" he asked in a shocked tone, and I laughed."I'
INShe was certain she saw him, and she wasn't mistaken. "Yvonne, I'm coming!" Claire exclaimed, dashing after Dave before Yvonne could respond.Heels and all, Claire rushed through the crowd, apologizing briefly to those she bumped into."Dave!" she called, just as he was about to press the elevat
Soft music played as the party began. Yvonne walked with Claire to a group of five young people."Hey, guys! Enjoying yourselves?" Yvonne asked.A redhead girl, along with the others, turned to them."Yvonne, long time no see! And who's this cutie?" the girl asked.Claire smiled nervously."She loo
Yvonne hugged her. Claire's nightwear was damp from sweating.As they pulled out of the hug, Amelia walked in, followed by Arnold. "Are you guys okay?" Amelia asked, approaching them."We're fine, Mom. It was just a dream," Claire said."Are you sure you're okay, Princess?" Arnold asked, concern et
In Claire's room, Yvonne helped her drink some water. Claire looked at her with confusion etched on her face. She didn't know where she was. The last thing she remembered was searching for her mother, and then... nothing."Who... are you?" Claire stuttered, her throat hurting slightly.Yvonne smile







