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“Meg, come in.” “Thanks.” I kissed her cheek and pulled up Kelly. “Aren’t you too cute? Missed your godfather already?” I kissed her chubby cheek, and she giggled. “You’re late,” Camila said. Her baby bump was getting more evident every day, and now that she was wearing a navy blue dress. “Fashionably, yes. For only twenty minutes.” I rolled my eyes. “They had steamy video sex before she came over.” Blaine wrinkled her nose at me.

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DELUCA "Looks like your focus has changed. Or maybe… your interests have.” The voice sliced through me like a knife, sharp and deliberate. My grip tightened around the stem of my glass as I turned toward the sound. Camila stood at the edge of the table, her dark brown eyes gleaming beneath the soft glow of the overhead lights. Her long, chestnut hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, framing her sculpted cheekbones and full lips, which curved into a knowing smile. A figure-hugging black dress clung to her body, the plunging neckline and high slit leaving little to the imagination. Gold hoop earrings caught the light as she tilted her head, her gaze fixed on me with unsettling familiarit

Nolan replied. “Oh, really?” I said, turning my gaze towards Dimitri. Dimitri choked on his drink. “Careful with that honey, you know people can choke and die,” I said, giving him a sweet smile. A smirk grew on Camila’s face. “I like you,” she said, sipping her wine. “You’ve got fire. That’s rare.” “Oh, honey,” I leaned in, matching her energy. “If you like fire, keep playing games with me. You’ll be engulfed in flames in no time. Promise.”

My body started heating up and I released air from my lungs to calm myself down a bit. "My Leaf boy do you like my clothes?" She drew closer to me grinning and twirling round showing me her massive bum. Damn Melissa!!!. "Yes I like it, you look very beautiful" I replied her and her smiled widened more. She instantly ran to the saleswoman and hugged her tightly. "My leaf boy said I look very beautiful" she grinned as the woman smiled and patted her back. Yes Lissa, I told you already. You are exceptionally beautiful just like an angel she uttered and a little frown settled on Melissa's face. "What's an angel?" She asked her confusedly as her frown deepened.

Rosella said and Camila scoffed. "Cam, I'll speak to you later. I'm about to treat her. Bye!". Rosella said before hanging up. "News does spread like wildfire". Camila mumbled as she continued taking her pictures, not like she had anywhere to post it. She wasn't on any social media network because of her parents not wanting anyone to know about her and also because of her low self esteem. She just takes pictures for the love she has for it and nothing else. 《DENIM HOME》

Ziyi’s eyes lit up slightly. “But keep your boundaries,” Calvin continued without pause. That smile froze for a moment. Then the woman let out a soft laugh, trying to appear relaxed. “You’re still the same, aren’t you? So cold.” Before Calvin could respond, the phone on the desk vibrated. Camelia’s name appeared on the screen. Calvin’s face, which had been calm, immediately softened. He quickly answered the video call. On the screen, Camelia’s face appeared, her hair slightly wavy, her makeup still neat after leaving the boutique, but there was still a trace of shyness lingering on her cheeks.

More flashes came. “Maya Collins,” one reporter shouted. “Is it true you are Mr. Havisham’s secret lover? We have photos from the office. From the masked party. Everything.” Annabelle stepped closer. Her voice sounded sweet but poisonous. “Smile for the cameras, darling,” she said. “The world deserves to see the real you. The girl who spreads her legs for power and money.” More photos flashed. Leaked pictures appeared on screens around us: me bent over the desk, me at the party, me leaving the penthouse tonight. My face looked clear in all of them.

Her breathing grew heavy and ragged as she watched the sheer brutality — the way Thabo’s massive cock was destroying her daughter, the raw power of his thrusts, the way Isabella’s sweat-slicked body was shaking. A dark, forbidden heat flooded between Camille’s thighs. “Oh my god…” Camille whispered, one hand unconsciously sliding down to press against her skirt. “Look at how deep he’s fucking you, baby…” Isabella, mid-orgasm, looked over with hazy, tear-filled eyes. “Maman… he’s ruining me… it hurts so good…” Camille’s resistance shattered. She unbuttoned her blouse with shaking hands, revealing her full, heavy breasts, and stepped closer. Her own skin was already growing warm and flushed.

"She’s different, Isaiah. She’s not like anyone in our world. She doesn't care about the titles or the money. She looked straight through me, like she could see the cage I’m trapped in." "And you're hooked," Isaiah observed, a slow, genuine smile spreading across his face. "An alpha like you, completely derailed by a quiet girl from the logistics floor. I love it. But you need to be careful, man. Camila is not a woman who handles rejection well. She’s entitled, and she has the West media machine behind her. If she thinks this Selah is a threat to her throne, she will try to destroy her." Before Xavier could answer, the sharp, rhythmic vibration of his encrypted personal phone echoed on the m