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His tongue thrust inside my slit, moving in and out like it was a dick. “Oh my. Damon, fuck.” He broke away for a second. “Mr Valentino works too.” Then he dived back into eating me like I was a meal. Was that a kink of his? Did he get turned on by being addressed as Mr Valentino? I could barely keep my hips still but that didn’t stop him. While licking around my clit, he inserted a finger in me. When it went in too easily, he added another finger. I let out a cry. “Fuck.”

An email comes through from an unknown server. ___________________________________ Sender: Anonymous Subject: A Trade-Off. Date: July 23, 2023, 04:32 am Mr. Valentino, This is a friendly reminder not to get the High Table involved. I will be watching from afar and if I believe there is a slight whiff of foul play in the air, I will shoot your beloved Roses’ sister dead. You have 48hrs to bring the documents to the cemetery and place them on top of Romans’ grave. It also wouldn't hurt you to pay your respects to him as well.

As soon a shay reached the office door she could here loud talking, she took a deep breath before knocking on the door slightly. "Come in" Mr Hyin voice bumped on the door. Shay slowly turned the doorknob and let herself in, she saw him around his desk and a teenage looking girl standing Infront him with her hands on her hips. She had brown straight hair, round face and same complexion as Mr Hyin. Definitely Koreans Shay thought. "Glad you finally decided to joined us Miss Valentine, first day and you're late" Mr Hyin said irritated. "I'm sor--- " This is Sun Hi my younger sister.... Sun Hi meet Miss Valentine your nanny" he introduce cutting Shay off.

-------- TO: Mackenzie Marshal FROM: Vincent Valiant I need those Wienhowser copies on my desk in ten. Vincent Valiant CEO of Valiant Industries … My fingers drum lightly on the keys, getting ready to reply, but I'd rather see his face as I drop the stack in front of him. I grab the copies from the corner of my desk, which have been sitting there all morning—I've had the copies done since Wednesday afternoon—and then without looking back cup them in my arm and storm into his office without knocking.

Then he looked at me again—really looked. “I understand perfectly,” he murmured. “I will simply keep a little Hermes bag from the card in your name.” I nodded once understanding that he will take that as a bribe. He raised his voice. “Keep working, everyone! Slides! I need to show this sweetheart some of our exclusives for Dante.” The guards stepped forward instinctively. Valentino gave them a cool, dismissive side-eye. “It is just another showroom. And she will be naked. I doubt Dante wants you gentlemen to see her naked.”

Everything I owned, I worked for. "The card, Adeline. If you want a divorce, you will leave the card behind and everything else it paid for..." This asshole.... But of course. "Ask your mother..." I spoke, turning to face the nightmare I was still married to one last time. I knew then what card he was yapping about. "...she snatched it right out of my hand the very day you gave it to me. And everything in this bag..." I pointed to my suitcase, a bitter taste coating my mouth from the memory of how much I worked to own something of my own despite being married to the richest man in the country. "...I paid for it with my hard earned money. Sign the papers and send it in, Grayson. If you don't,

The tension between Eliseo and Althea, who hadn’t seen each other in years, filled the room with uncomfortable silence. Valentine soon entered from the kitchen, limping slightly as she favored the leg she had injured earlier that afternoon when she fell into the flower bed. Plastering on a warm, artificial smile, she greeted Althea. "Althea, you’re back! Please, have a seat. I just asked the housekeeper to prepare dinner—fried fish, your favorite!" In front of Eliseo, Valentine continued playing the role of the devoted, loving stepmother. Sadly, no amount of performance could hide what she truly was—a malicious schemer beneath the surface.

“Maybe someday you can design something that’d mean a lot to me.” Yves smiled. “I’ll look forward to it.” Saint returned his smile. “Thanks for accepting my courting gift. It means a lot.” His face was the color of a tomato and Yves didn’t think he could be endeared any more than he already was. It is a courting gift! Yves’s heart fucking flipped inside his chest. Did one cartwheel and then another before settling in his ribcage. “No one has ever got me anything thoughtful except Valentino,” he said. “That was eleven years ago.” His smile was sad. “Thank you for this.”

Lord Alburn lifted nipped her neck and said, “You better be, else I will kill you.” She giggled again. She turned her face to look at Judith who was totally scandalized. “What?” she said. “Lord Alburn and I are lovers. You can't help falling for his charm when you are in the same profession as he is.” Judith gasped audibly. But then she controlled her racing thoughts. “Please give me Nimbh and I will leave.” “Like I said Judith,” said Valerie. “It is going to cost you a hundred coins.”

, Mary said "I'll leave you too to talk", she said and went upstairs leaving Valerie and Valentino alone. Valentino took slow steps towards Valerie with a frown. Valerie took a step back with every step Valentino took forward until her back hit the wall and she had no place to run to. She just bowed her head in fear as she expected the worst. Valentino reached where she was and stopped with his hands placed in his pockets. He stared at the girl in front of him with contempt and disgust. He thought of her as cheap because he believes girls like her can go to any extent to be with him.