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He smiled faintly and shook his head. “Not at all. Their music is…” he paused, turning to look at me with an unmistakable glint, “fascinating.” I knew exactly what he meant. Still, it wasn’t something we were going to comment on there—especially not with Kate as a witness. “Jacob, you just gave her an excuse to play the song on repeat for the next two hours.” “There are things that deserve to be repeated,” he replied, starting the car.

I said, trying to comfort him, but he just sighed, looking at anything but me. I closed my eyes for a moment and allowed the alcohol to drive me to a euphoric dream. After several hours, I woke up to Lucas tapping me gently. “Hey, Desire has been trying to get through to you," He whispered. “What time is it?" I asked him grudgingly, fully awake now. “A few minutes past seven p.m.," Lucas said, and I groaned. Before I could say another word, my phone rang again; it was Desire calling.

I held his shoulders as my legs shivered and I cried out in ecstasy. “Tell me Elena, did you miss me?” he asked with a low seductive voice. “Tell me how you missed me stroking your wet pussy” he said. “I missed you Nate, I missed fucking you” I cried out. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, withdrawing his hand. “Don’t stop touching me Nate, fuck me please.” I begged, shamelessly. “That’s nice to hear” he said and he pushed me to the wall, he went down on his raising one of my legs and placing it on his shoulder. Then he buried his face into my fucking pussy

The timbre of his voice reverberated through the room. "Of course, she can't do that to someone like me, Viviana," he proclaimed, there's an arrogance seeping into his words. She raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk dancing upon her lips as she turned away from the mirror, fixating her gaze on an exquisite vase of orchids. "Psh! You are too confident, Kris," she taunted, her voice tinged with amusement. "Are you sure she's not just using you to cover up the pain she's feeling after not getting Tristan?"

There it is now you can go ha ha ha” “Can you stop being a dick and start working” Babi ordered while giving an eye roll. “whaaat I was joking. Besides I needed this badly if I didn’t replace it tonight I am dead meat by tomorrow. My father will kill me” “Then why did you give money to that stupid boy. All he does is drugs. He has money for everything accept for returning your money” “Come on! It’s not like he wants to do that he is heartbroken right now. He needs something to escape from his own mind. I can’t ask him for my money now.”

I was shocked and my fishing rod fell into the water. I reached out to grab it but I only grabbed a handful of mud. The person behind me quickly took out some tissues and wiped the mud off my fingers. His attractive voice said, “I know you’re angry. Your nails are broken. How are you going to play the piano like that?” He understood my emotions… He was always like that, wiping my face with a handkerchief. He looked regretful, and his eyes were filled with pain when he looked at me. A single drop of tear fell onto his arm.

which I didn't want Lian angrily: You are really despicable Max, the most despicable person I've ever seen, oh how I hate you so much Maximus smiles cunningly: It is not in your interest to hate me dear, you are stuck here with me forever, don't forget that Lian quickly denies: No no no no don't even dream about that, you won't even be able to come close to me even an inch or touch me, I stayed here for my despicable sons to teach them some morals that they don't originally have

He has no problem telling her all about how little he thinks of her, finding what felt like a hundred ways to call her pathetic with just a few words, each one hitting her harder than the last. "You're a fucking embarrassment, you know that? And you should be ashamed of yourself for this - for all of it. Doing what you did and then having the nerve to waltz back in here like you didn't," he shakes his head, saying how despicable it - she - was. "Like you're not just a Judas in a leather skirt and tears, but that's all you are! You're nothing but a weak, little girl whose only purpose in life is to spread your misery like a disease. Well, guess what? I'm tired of it. I'm tired of you, and I w

So I forced a sweet, sharp smile on my face as I asked, “Is there anything else you want me to do for you, Luna?” Her brows shot up in surprise, and for a while, she just stared at me speechlessly like I had spoken a different language. Then her gaze hardened afterwards, and she stepped closer until her lips were nearly grazing my earlobe. “You are despicable,” she whispered. “To reduce yourself to this, swallowing insults and groveling like a dog, just because you can’t let go of a man who clearly doesn’t want you. That is pathetic.” I held her gaze steadily as if I wanted her to get my reply from it.

“From today onwards, you won’t take a single step forward in this industry. “I’ll partner with every major player to make sure you don’t have a chance to earn a single penny. “Even if you get on your knees, begging for a contract, no one will give you one.” Matthew leaned down, his eyes filled with resentment as they locked onto mine. “I’ll make sure you’re backed into a corner, trapped in a living hell—just like I was back then.” I looked up and met his gaze, my heart twisting painfully in my chest. I tried to plead with him. “This contract… Angela has already agreed to it. Couldn’t you…”