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I threw that cell phone in the basement, poured gasoline over it, and lit a match. In the blink of an eye, the basement went up in flames. As chaos erupted, I slipped into the shadows of the estate, vanishing into the dark woods beyond. As the fire burned, my cell phone started vibrating violently.

Retica smiled and walked close to her PC and stopped the recorder. Retica always keeps her performance sessions on a recorder and sells for a good price. Not only have her client gotten a real bonus to watch her fucking with her step-dad, she was sure that the movie will pay her off. Mum won’t find out but hungry viewers will really enjoy this movie.

A tracking bar appears on the screen, telling us that it is 2% complete. As the DVD is burning, Christina gives us a tour of the rest of the house. My cock is rock solid, as I follow this naked beauty from room to room. Her nipples are hardening and her pussy lips glistening from the moisture seeping from her pussy, as her arousal level gradually increases.

Evelyn and the driver hits the car window so hard trying their best to force the door open in tears. Brianna opens her palms to one of the men and he brings out a lighter and gives it to her and she turns the lighter on and and throws it on car and the car began to burn while Evelyn and the driver began to scream out so hard. The groom and his family, the bride family are worried, Brianna mom already crying with people trying to console her that Brianna will be here soon while the car kept burning and Evelyn and the driver crying for help. Brianna ordered the men to push the car into the valley which her men goes to push the car into the valley while the car kept burning, she stood and watch

Evelyn and the driver hits the car window so hard trying their best to force the door open in tears. Brianna opens her palms to one of the men and he brings out a lighter and gives it to her and she turns the lighter on and and throws it on car and the car began to burn while Evelyn and the driver began to scream out so hard. The groom and his family, the bride family are worried, Brianna mom already crying with people trying to console her that Brianna will be here soon while the car kept burning and Evelyn and the driver crying for help. Brianna ordered the men to push the car into the valley which her men goes to push the car into the valley while the car kept burning, she stood and watch

"Time to burn this hellhole down." ***

It was nothing. A slow, almost relieved breath left him. Maybe, just maybe, the wounds—both on his skin and in his heart—would finally start to heal. After applying the burn ointment, Daimon leaned back in his chair, exhaling deeply. The dim glow of the study lamp barely softened the darkness around him. He reached for his computer and turned it on, his fingers hesitating over the keyboard. The screen flickered to life, revealing a split feed. One section displayed security footage from inside the house—including the master bedroom.

[Wow, the streamer is wild! [Blowing candles as treatment? That’s a first. Sounds interesting!] [That girl looks so pale. Is she really sick?] [You’re naive. This is scripted. Look at her eyes! She acts pretty well.] I shook my head desperately. My throat rasped as I tried to pull away. But Justin held the back of my neck and forced my face closer to the flames. Heat scorched my skin and singed strands of my hair. The smell of burning filled the air.

“I was expecting a little more from you, hero. Kind of anticlimac—” I saw only a black blur through the smoke and pain but when my eyes focused again I could see James tackling Boris and wailing on him with bony white fists. I tried to stand, but part of the stage gave under me. The flames were rising higher and higher and I couldn’t hear anything but screams and sirens.

“…don’t let him see how much you burn for me. Because if he does, he’ll use it.” The door opened. Cool night air rushed in. Matteo stepped out first. Held out his hand. I took it. And as my red heels touched the ground, the main Moretti mansion rising before us, I realized something cold and certain. This wasn’t just a dinner. It was a battlefield. And I was walking onto it wearing the color of blood.