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Mario's POV

Going back to my homeland for this grand meeting gives me a high strung on my nerves.  I pour another round of whiskey on my glass and I offer it to Fleur who's sitting in front of me, staring out the airplane window,  wearing simple overalls with her jeans. She's not wearing makeup and her straight hair is effortlessly parted in the middle making her look so luscious. Her top is loose but anyone can tell her breast is full.

She still sulking from the tracker I put inside her.  I expected her to ignore my offer but she grabs it and swallows the whole gold liquid in the glass but not before inhaling the strong scent.  Her face contorts as the alcohol burns in her throat. I

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