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I crooned, scowling; unable to believe that he actually ran that kind of business. Tyler looked at me with a look that made me step back. “That’s a good name, Elaine!” “Name for what?” I crossed my arms across my chest. “For a studio company that houses erotic romance films and television shows.” I gaped at him. “I’m pretty sure several erotic authors would like to work with us like the one who wrote Fifty Tastes of Earl Gray.” I leaned my body on the bright red car. “It’s Fifty Shades of Gray!” Tyler only snorted.

As the sound of our footsteps echoed in the empty space, an unsettling feeling crept up my spine. "I heard you're pregnant." A familiar voice rang out, laced with mockery and disdain. I stopped and turned to face Daisy, who stood in the shadows with her arms crossed. A smirk played on her lips, and her eyes gleamed with malicious excitement. "Looks like I underestimated you, Eleanor." She walked toward me slowly. "But do you know why you haven't had children these past five years?" My fingers clenched, an ominous feeling settling in my heart. Daisy chuckled softly. "Because I didn't want you to have one."

Paul Okeke sat near the office of the mission station, watching some English men leave and enter the building with lopsided gait. He was still admiring the structure of the station when he saw Anne Streamer walk past him. She was not wearing her French pleat like the first time he had seen her rather she allowed her hair to fall down and form long straight curls. Paul Okeke wondered why the hair color of English men and women were different unlike his fellow Igbo people who shared the same color of hair with him–black.

“Wait here, I’m going to give you something that will help you relax.” Before I could make a protest, she was gone out of my sight. Girl number eleven was now too close to Ace, as if she wanted to sit on her lap. She kept nudging for his biceps, rubbing her arms against Ace’s from time to time. Ace seemed to be oblivious of the lustful stares he was getting from the girls flocking around him. “Got it” Karen came back catching he breathe with three books in her hands. “Here.” “What am I going to do with these?” grabbing the offered books to me, the book on top was entitled ‘Fifty Shades of Grey.’

"Anything specific you want to watch?" The girl thought for a few seconds before nodding her head excitedly. "Yes, what about fifty shades of grey?" He smirked and leaned close to her. "I can show you that." He kissed her quickly before setting up N*****x and turning on the movie. He settled in and pulled her against his chest. Soo Yun snuggled into his side and put her head on his shoulder.

It looks like someone took Christmas and threw it up in here. Jared spots the girls right away and begins to move towards them. I take my time walking over to them. Anna is stunning as always, I want to walk over and just pretend like everything last week didn't happen but don't want to come off as a jackass. I'm sure she told Laynie about our break up and in turn Jared's moody ass probably knows. Laynie is wearing a long red blouse that zig zags in the back and black skinny jeans. Her hair is down and curly, she looks beautiful. Anna is wearing a silver sparkly blouse and a black short skirt that has me adjusting myself before I get to her. Her hair is my favorite style tight now. Up in a m

The next morning, the sunlight poured through the thin curtains of Anita’s apartment, illuminating the small living room with a harsh glow that seemed to mirror the weight pressing down on her chest. She sat at the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the floor, her mind mixed with responsibilities and worries. Grace. Her sister, barely twenty-two, pregnant, abandoned, and desperate. And somehow, the entire problem had landed squarely on Anita’s shoulders.

Lily sat astride his lap, and with one swift motion, her wetness sheathed his pulsating member. Lily's soft whimpers filled the room. Grey's own gasps soon joined hers. She gyrated her hips against him, intensifying the pleasure that drowned them in waves. Grey watched her enchanting movements with his eyes half-closed. Her ebony black hair cascaded down her back like an endless waterfall. She had her red lips parted and her eyes closed. The ecstatic look on her angelic face gave him goosebumps. It was the prettiest scene he'd ever seen in his life.

My eyes fluttered open as I slowly regained consciousness, groaning quietly. As my body squirmed around, I rubbed my eyes, clearing my vision as much as possible. The brightness of the room made me squint, but soon enough I was able to look around. My pupils moved in circles as I tried to examine my surroundings. There I was, lying on a bed, looking around at the interior of an unfamiliar room. There was a door to the bathroom on one side, slightly open. The walls and curtains were jet black, and the bed sheets were patterned with shades of gray and charcoal. The furniture followed along with the color scheme, and the doors did nothing less. The bed frame was a golden color, as were the desi

"Yes, ma'am." "Please wait," she said before wearing her glasses. I had only one word for Annabelle Siromani. Unpredictable. When she wore her glasses, her facial expression changed. She looked like an evil Egyptian queen. She literally looked that way. I began to wonder how someone could change in a matter of milliseconds.