Caged By The Man Who Wants My Ruins
Anyone would be attracted to this kind of beauty.
Lolita kept on showing me pictures, telling me their names, which I don't actually remember at all except for Valerie.
“Okay, the next thing we have to do is to fix your posture.” She stood up and went beside me.
“That's not how a wealthy woman sits. There should be an elegance to it. Legs crossed, chin up, breast out, and with confidence. Don't sit like a withered vegetable.” She said while helping me sit in a proper way.
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