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Next, Valentina grabbed a plush white towel and wrapped it around her body, then she walked to the drawer of the bathroom and grabbed her make up bag and toiletries. She left the bathroom and went into a drawer that Alexander gave her to store her underwear in. She decided to go with a lacy red bra and matching underwear set so she picked them from the drawer. Then Valentina turned around to grab her things that she had left on the floor last night, and that was when something black caught her eyes as usual.

Valentina then decided to have a good and close look at her mate and prince charming as he fondly calls him. 'Wow!! He is really so handsome, what good did I do in my past life that I was gifted a god for a mate? His hair is so soft, his chin and face perfect. His arms so strong.' She thought as she drools over him continually. Ryan who was still very much awake with his eyes closed then said "Stop admiring me and biting your lower lips so seductively babe, if you continue this, I may not be able to control myself." Valentina was startled that she said stammering

" well, I'm Stephanie wither, no mother no father, just my brother and my best friend. Graduated only in high school, I'm 22 years old. Worked at a Cafe in the day and I work in a club at night." Raphael was impressed that she didn't hide the fact that she was working in a club but out of curiosity he had to ask. " Club? " " Yes a dancer there. I get paid good. " " dancer as in stripper? " he asked her. " No sir " Stephen chuckled then cleared her throat. " Dancer with cloths on" she said. " So I assume you don't have any office work experience." he said. " None sir" she answered. "Why do you want to work with us" Raphael asked.

She smiled faintly. “Maybe I'm just tired.” He nodded. “We'll go home.” **** That night, Valentina lay beside Alessandro. He fell asleep quickly. She didn't. The room was dark. The only light came from her phone. She unlocked it. The unknown number had sent another message. This time, there was an image. Valentina opened it. Her breath caught. It was Alessandro. But not the Alessandro she knew. He looked younger. Maybe nineteen or twenty. His hair was longer.

Tears burned at the corners of his eyes at the pleasure. "Rhydian," he gasped, his thighs shaking. His mind painted a vivid image: Rhydian above him, lips parted, eyes dark with lust. Not gentle. Dominant. Commanding. His dick...deep into her. Without thinking any further, Valen hurriedly grabbed the sex toy that could at least represent his dick. The image had sent Valen spiraling.

She picked up her phone and logged back in, her fingers hovered over the search bar before she typed: Julian Valentino. It took a few seconds to find his profile. She tried to scroll through but there was nothing to see there… His profile was just like a ghost town. No stories, no tagged photos, zero following, but millions of followers. There was only a single post from years ago and it still wasn’t a photo of him… it was a photo of a vast, stormy sky over a jagged mountain range with the caption: Perspective. "Hmph. Always so deep," she hissed, disappointed. She tossed her phone onto the duvet.

The drawing has evolved in the short time she's been gone, taking on a haunting beauty that makes Lila's breath catch. "So," Lila says, settling onto a stool beside her friend, "are you going to tell me what really happened between you and the Alpha's son?" Dorothy's hand pauses over the paper. She considers deflection but finds herself suddenly weary of secrets. "I made him a Valentine," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "He tore it up without looking at it." Lila's eyes widen. "He did what?" "He didn't know what it was," Dorothy adds quickly, surprising herself with the defence. "He thought it was something else."

the man murmured, he most think it's seductive, to me it's disgusting. His hands grabbed his cock and he closed his eyes, then started rubbing his length hurriedly. I'm watching a live masturbation right now! Who was this girl he was dreaming about, I paused immediately on my seat when I remembered he'd called her name, Tina. Leandro's primary target. My head slowly went up to the stage, to see who the men had been calling on, it was the one and only Valentina, Christ she looks so beautiful in reality compared to the picture Leandro showed me.

She would strike where it hurt the most: through Alexander. Serena was a coward, Valentina thought, bitter and breathless. She dared to get close to Alexander but kept her identity hidden, like some pitiful mistress clinging to scraps. “Disgusting,” she muttered aloud. “Throwing yourself at a man and still too afraid to admit who you are. What a slut.” With fury still simmering in her veins, Valentina began reaching out to her underworld connections. “Go kidnap Victoria Laurent. I’ll pay you two million dollars,” she said coldly.

“Right. Well, I’m perfectly fine being your dirty little secret, Drea. Can’t speak for the others, though.” My cheeks heat as I roll my eyes. “Okay, Drew, bye now. It’s girl time.” He gives me a dramatic bow, grinning widely. “The pleasure is all mine.” Once he’s gone, Anastasia sends me a playful smile. “I like him. He’s fun.” “And loud,” I add with a laugh. “And annoying.” Valencia’s gaze shifts between me and the door Drew just left through. “I can see why you never talk about your… brothers.”