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I saw the redness in his eyes and the desire to capture my femininity. Alysia shook her head. She doesn't care if she rots here in the Mansion. I will not let him defile my character. I'll ruin it just in case. That's all I'll be proud of one day. I felt that he was ready for what he wanted to do on my part. I stopped moving. I let him enjoy my body. Then I will think about what I should do. That's just the way I thought to deceive him.

They kept rotating, switching holes with filthy ease, whispering the dirtiest things against my ear. “That’s it, Mrs. Romanov. Milk our cocks. Show your husband how well you take real men.” “You’re dripping everywhere, princess. Such a greedy married cunt.” I came again. And again. Until my voice went hoarse and my legs trembled uncontrollably. But in the middle of it all, while Ace was buried deep in my pussy and Flynn used my mouth, Alaric dropped the real bomb.

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I took a deep breath and let him explore. As his fingers touched my belly button, I began to writhe a little bit. My body suddenly relaxed as I realized I could trust Andrew. He would never hurt me. A surge of excitement rushed through me, sending tingles from my scalp down to my toes. I moaned softly. I couldn't help it! I was so turned on. His fingers reached the top of my panties, tracing the elastic band. He kept moving down, over the underwear, to my delicate flower.

I entered my room and locked the door from the inside, with a sigh, I walked to my bed and emptied the file contents on the bed. I read the papers about the lady to understand her as much as possible and observed the photo as well as I could. Turns out she's a retired twenty seven years old teacher who makes a living by selling her body to whoever wants it. Retired at twenty though? So maybe she had fun with the wrong man and now his wife is out to get her? Who cares though, I'm getting paid. I could call in sick tomorrow and figure out how to take her out, since I don't want to drag this, instant death is the best option hm?

For a long moment, there was only breath and warmth and the quiet promise of flesh. Then the window shattered. I rolled off the bed, grabbing the dagger from my nightstand as glass exploded inward. A figure in black dropped through the broken frame, knife flashing. Adrian was already moving, his body shifting mid-leap, fur rippling over muscle as he took his wolf form. The assassin hesitated for half a second—long enough for me to close the distance. My blade found their throat, opening a crimson line that sprayed across the floorboards. They gurgled, dropped their knife, and crumpled.

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Her bodyguard fixes his eyes on me and if looks could kill, I would have turned into ashes but two can play the game, so I shoot him one of mine. “I'm going to kill you.” He mouths before stepping into the car and driving her away. Do I follow her? I shake my head at the intrusive thought. If Anastasia wants space, she wants it. I've already locked her in. She should be a free bird tonight. With a sigh, I turn and make my way back into the house, trying to ignore my beating heart which I'd thought was dead. Anastasia is a thief. And she's not only a thief, but a worm too.

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