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Chapter 20
Everything about my day had been perfect. I'd gone shopping until my feet hurt and I bought the most beautiful of silk dresses and the sexiest of underwear. I didn’t rob myself of the luxury of designer bags and shoes and as I had promised Zale, I went for a massage. I did my hair and nails and I was feeling refreshed and the best I've felt in a while.
But I needed some relief and now that Zale was home, I knew that some way, somehow he'd catch me in my bathroom. I don't know how but I just know that he will and honestly, I don't think I'm ready for him to see me like that. I just got this job and I can't lose it, and this might be what will make him snap and push him over the edge. Strangely, I don’t want to upset him because he was trying so hard to bring light into my world but he had no idea that I was more damaged than I let on.
So I stood outside the door of Hadassah's apartment, waiting for her to
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Dark burgundy walls with golden intricate designs and big diamond chandeliers decorated the high level penthouse. The furnishings of the room were high end and the kind that seemed to only be there for display and not for touching because of their hefty price but he couldn’t care less because he had plenty of money to afford more than this $17 million penthouse.Nude blonde haired and blue eyes women were walking around the penthouse, enjoying the taste of the man’s endless supply of the world’s most expensive alcohol. The sound of pleasure filled moans carried out through the home from the master bedroom where the man was silent on the phone.He was sitting back on his bed as several whores surrounded him and rubbed and touched his body. He shivered in excitement when two girls began to play with his dick, fondling it and spitting on it, just the way he liked. He'd taken his viagra so he was ready to go
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