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Dani answered calmly, flipping her hair over her shoulder. I already knew this was about to become messy. Chloe smirked. “How many bodies?” Dani laughed. “Just two.” The entire room exploded. “LIAR!” Ugo shouted instantly. Even I laughed because there was absolutely no way. Dani was hot as hell. Tall legs, perfect body, pretty face. And she had dated almost every famous athlete in school at one point. There was no universe where that woman only had two body counts. Dani grabbed a pillow and threw it at us. “I’m serious!”

An edited image of Daniella appeared on the screen with an exaggerated and cheeky smile. Shortly after, captions began to roll. [I offer Ms. Love and each of you a generous gift to celebrate the opening of YN!]

Korina joked, "You look like that real slow animal from zootopia...uhmm...what is it called? A slot?." Anne burst out laughing at Korina's statements. "Excuse me." Daniella said with attitude as she stood up, She flung her hair, "You see all this." She said in pride gesturing to her body with hands moving up and down as she did a 360° turn, she slapped her ass and spoke further, her actions causing the girls to giggle, "look at me ladies, all this is the real deal, I am a bomb, the bomb." "Yea, a ticking time bomb." Korina said agreeing with her words, " when are you gonna explode? 30/ 11?." Korina asked and Anne fell over with laughter.

I watch her disappear into the house and let go of a deep breath that was locked up in my lungs because of my nervousness. She is finally back. And you didn’t even get her to smile at you properly. Idiot. Giovanni - Present If I died here and now, I could definitely say that I would die as the happiest man alive. Danielle is lying beneath me, catching her breath. Her hair is disheveled, her beautiful curls spreading all over my pillow. She looks like a Goddess out of a painting, her fair skin covered in many little red marks, as her chest heaves, her full breasts and hard nipples begging for my attention.

But in all honesty, she didn’t want any accidental bumps into their teacher. “You good, Dani?” Dom spoke again, dark eyes scanning over her face. “Why are you spacing out so much?” Even sitting so close to him did little to still the thoughts of Vincent that seemed to have permeate every crevice of Danielle’s mind. “Yeah, just… trying to remember something,” She tried to put on a straight face. The lunch hall chatter drowned out most of Dom’s subsequent mumbles, but it wasn’t like she cared much for what it was. “Oh?” A calloused hand slowly ran over her exposed thigh. “You need to relax, Dani.”

She’s obviously wearing no bra, her nipples sticking right through the fabric. Daniella does a little pirouette in front of you. “What do you think Chris, you horny loser? Take a good look, it’ll give you something to jerk off over when I’m gone!” Then she bends down to pick up her handbag, flashing you her sexy butt. She’s wearing a black g-string under the fishnets. You instantly tent your pants. Daniella notices your erection. “Really Chris? Is that all you’ve got?” She leans closer to you and whispers hotly in your ear. “I’m planning on getting laid tonight. Does that excite you? Do you like thinking about me getting fucked?”

She was in a little black g-string and nothing else. "We're going full scene today?" I turned and found Frank. "Hey... what's up with not telling me that we're going fully engaged on this thing? It's a fucking audition." "Stop being scared and get up here," Dani called to me. The smirk on her pretty face was more appealing than her fake tits and perfectly ribbed stomach. "I am scared. You have an eight-pack like a man." I turned back to Frank. "I'm not getting naked with her. She eats dicks for real."

Danas looked back to see who was greeting her. "Ah, it's you, Dav." A short-haired girl with neatly arranged bangs, coupled with pink lipstick on her lips, made her face look beautiful. Davina Rahwani—her best friend. "Of course it is," the girl responded while patting Danas's shoulder. "Ouch..." she winced. "W-what's wrong? Why're you wincing?" "N-nothing's wrong," Danas answered, trying to hide the fact that her body had bruises on it.

Nico stopped breathing. Kieran’s shadows dissolved around him. Daniela blinked at them in confusion. Then… She smiled. Not the demon’s cruel smile. Not a borrowed expression. Her smile. Small. Tired. Wonderfully real. Her lips parted. “…Hey, guys.”

I follow his gaze and immediately feel my jaw clench. Danielle is walking toward the women, half-asleep and barefoot. She’s wearing one of my shirts, oversized and hanging just low enough to be dangerous, tucked into shorts that are so small they look more like underwear than anything else. Her hair’s messy, she hasn’t even washed her face, and somehow she looks better than half the women who spend hours trying. Ghost lets out a low whistle. Turning, I glare at him. Hard. “Don’t look at me like that. Can’t blame a man for enjoying the view,” he says, grinning.