Chapter 59 The drive back to the penthouse felt longer than before. I sat in the back seat with my legs pressed together, trying to stop Kane’s fresh cum from leaking too much onto the leather. It did not work. Warm and sticky, it kept dripping slowly down my thighs. The short blue dress was ruined at the bottom, dark wet spots showing where it had soaked through. Kane sat beside me, one hand resting on my bare knee. He did not speak much during the ride. He just watched me with those pale eyes, like he was enjoying every second of my shame. When we reached the building, he pulled me out of the car and kept his arm around my waist the whole way up in the elevator. His men stayed downstairs. It was just us again. Back inside the penthouse, Maria was waiting. She took one look at me — flushed face, tear-streaked cheeks, cum running down my legs — and her mouth tightened. Kane pushed me toward her. “Clean her up. Make her presentable. I want her back in my bed in thirty minutes.” M
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