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Julian’s Fifth Birthday
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2025-11-30 14:55:58
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As the sun dipped below the horizon, the estate transformed—warm golden lights twinkled across the lawn, casting a soft glow over inflatable castles, balloon arches, and tables stacked with sweets. Evan climbed onto a small platform near the castle-shaped cake, microphone in hand. Julian clung to his leg for a moment, then scampered off toward the cupcake table.The crowd quieted as Evan cleared his throat, flashing a grin.“Alright, alright,” he said. “Before anyone accuses me of making a speech just to delay cake, I promise to be brief.” A few laughs rippled through the crowd. His eyes scanned the sea of faces.“Thank you all for taking time out of your busy lives to celebrate our firstborn’s fifth birthday. Julian Gabriel Moretti—this day’s for you, buddy. You are chaos and sunshine wrapped in one sugar-addicted tornado, and your mom and I adore you.”Julian let out a cheer from the dessert table, clearly not listening.Evan continued, warmth settling into his tone. “I want to sta
Maid To The Three Mafia Kings Julian’s Fifth Birthday
The silence between Evan and Aidan was… loaded. Not angry, not cold—just weighted. This was the first time they’d faced each other in years, and it wasn’t just family tension hanging between them.It was Millie.Evan stuffed his hands in his pockets. “You’re really here,” he muttered. “Didn’t believe it till I saw you with my own eyes.”Aidan gave a loose shrug, his posture calm but guarded. “Been traveling a lot,” he said. “Here, there, Sydney. Keeps me busy.”“Jet lag suits you,” Evan said, dryly.The corner of Aidan’s mouth quirked up. “Better than emotional baggage.”A chuckle snuck out of Evan, almost surprised. He glanced down, then back up. “Thanks for coming, though. Took you long enough to show your face.”Aidan smirked faintly. “Thought five years was an appropriate buffer.”“You skipped our wedding.”“I know.”“Skipped Julian’s birth.”“I know.”“Skipped two baby showers.”“Alright,” Aidan said, raising a hand. “Message received.”Evan sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.
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Millie slipped into the floral maxi dress she’d picked out while Evan pulled on a clean shirt. His jeans hung low on his hips, and he gave her a quick smile that made her stomach flutter. They laced their fingers as they stepped out of the bedroom. The door clicked shut behind them, and the noise of the party returned—laughter, music, and kids yelling as they ran across the lawn.Clara spotted them right away. She stood by the drinks table, arms crossed, wearing a smug grin. Millie laughed, her cheeks warming under Clara’s stare.But before she could fire back a joke, she froze.Her eyes landed on someone—no, a few people—by the dessert table.Sheila. Andrea. Sandra. Even Alfie.For a moment, she couldn’t believe it—it had been years.“Sheila? Andrea?” she gasped, already half-jogging toward them. “Oh my god, I can’t believe you’re all here!”Sheila laughed and pulled her into a tight hug. “Rose reached out. Told us Evan wasn’t taking no for an answer. Said it was your little boy’s bi
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Evan held his thick cock deep inside her throbbing core, possessively scooping Millie into his arms and lifting her off the bed, keeping their connection unbroken. Her slick walls clenched around him as he carried her across the room, her legs wrapped tight around his waist, to a small wooden table in the corner."Shit." The cool surface bit into Millie's ass as he set her down. He leaned to the side, one hand steadying her hip, the other yanking open the middle drawer of a nearby cabinet with a sharp tug. Inside, a stash of sex toys gleamed—silicone, metal, and glass. His fingers snatched a purple clitoral sucker, and he held it up.“You know what to do, Millie. Spread it for me,” he growled, voice rough with dominance, eyes burning into hers.Panting, Millie leaned back against the mirror behind the table, her reflection a mess of flushed, sweat-slick skin and wild, tangled hair. Her fingers slid down, parting her swollen, leaking folds, exposing her throbbing clit. Evan positioned
Maid To The Three Mafia Kings Stolen Moments
“Evan… we have to go back…”Undeterred, Evan’s hands slid lower, hooking beneath her thighs. With a fluid, commanding lift, he hoisted her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, the heat of her core pressing against him as he carried her to the vanity. He swept the surface clear—brushes, perfume bottles, and compacts crashing to the floor—and planted her on the edge, wedging himself between her spread thighs. His fingers traced her thighs as he leaned in, kissing her neck.Millie’s breath hitched. “Evan,” she tried again, her voice softer, less certain, “we can’t—”His fingers traced the waistband of her panties. His other hand shoved her bra aside, freeing one breast, his thumb rolling over her nipple, coaxing it to a tight peak. He leaned in, his tongue carving a molten trail from her neck to her ear, then down to her shoulder. Her body arched toward him, a silent supplication, her thighs clenching around his hips, drawing him into the pulsing epicenter of her need.“
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Clara leaned in. “He met her last year while traveling in Sydney,” she said. “Some artist, I think.”Millie’s eyes lit up, connecting the dots. “Oh, so that’s why…” she said, her voice trailing off with a knowing grin.“Yep,” Clara said, chuckling. “He says they’re still getting to know each other. Nothing serious, but you know Aidan. Though, if you ask me, he’s changed a lot over the years.”Millie looked at Clara, pride swelling in her chest. “You were really the friend he never thought he needed, you know.”Clara rolled her eyes, a mock groan escaping her. “Oh, please. You’d agree he only stayed and became my friend because he felt too guilty about what happened.”They both laughed, the ease of their banter a testament to how far they had come. They could joke about the past now, the pain of those darker days softened by time and friendship.Millie’s gaze softened. “It doesn’t matter now,” she said. “You two are close. And don’t worry, as your best friend, I’m okay sharing you with
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