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She knew he would devote himself wholeheartedly to completing it. Thinking of her good friend Hannah, Roxana wanted to find her and settle the score. She was a great friend, daring to push her into such a troublesome situation. "Let's go, William." Roxana Nelson didn't bother checking her appearance in the mirror to see if she was presentable; she rushed out the door. This time, she was wearing a cotton dress with cartoon prints as she dashed out onto the street, then returned home in a daze. Hannah received a phone call from Roxana, speaking loudly, "So, Roxana, is that guy a catch? How are you planning to thank me, huh? Hahaha."

He stirred slightly but stayed asleep, a small smile on his face. I slipped out of bed carefully, grabbing his oversized shirt and pulling it over my naked body. I padded quietly to the living room, poured myself a glass of orange juice, and settled on the couch with my phone. Time to see how the internet was treating my dear Roxette. I logged into my main account first, then switched to the several anonymous burner accounts I had created just for this. The videos were everywhere. Multiple angles. Different phones capturing the exact moment Roxette stepped into the venue in that pathetic bunny costume. Her shocked face. The way her breasts were pushed up obscenely. The tiny bottom that barel

She rested her back and called Ann as it was the plan between both of them to get rid of all the side ladies when she resumes power and to divorce after a few months. Ann picked up her phone as soon as she saw it was Roxana that was calling her. “Hello Mrs Roxana Carter”Ann teased her friend. “Ann, stop being naughty,”Roxana laughed. It was a video call. Ann could see Roxana sitting comfortably on the chair and rolling on the chair.

"Well, your full name is Cincinnati Roxanne Lopez, twenty three years old, ex-stripper, hitman, other vices and there are also a few other details." "Like?" "You have people dear to your heart, Reynolds, Renata and Lauren the old widow." "Don't call her that!" I flipped. "Sorry, I didn't mean it that way." He apologized, a bit laid-back. "Wait how did you even find out I go by Roxanne? It's not even on my birth certificate or records." "I have my ways?" "Riiiight." I drawled. "How old are you?" "Twenty five, in August though."

Roxanne cautioned and started moving to the Wolf's cage. Be careful Hun.. remember what Mr Gorgeous said. Sylvia yelled as she walked to the Den. ••••••••••••••• Roxanne ran to the cage and looked inside. Wow... beautiful creatures. She muttered and brought out her phone to take pictures. She heard low growling and looked up. Huh? Her eyes widened and her Jaw dropped. Their eyes turned Blue, one after the other and they were all up, staring at her.

Mark shook his head, and the guys behind him couldn’t suppress their stupid grins like they were a bunch of college kids and not full-grown vampires. "That is a very angry looking Lady.” Raymond, one of Samson's friends pointed at the furious woman next to Samson. “Although I don't know why that is so since the both of you were just making out a few seconds ago. I think she's about to kill you from the look in her eyes. I’d start groveling right now if I were you.”

I brushed all the thoughts away and knocked on the big brown door and waited nervously for her to open for me. Rayne opened the door and her outfit had me surprised. It was the most adorable thing I've ever seen in my life. She was wearing a panda onesie and her hair was tied up in a messy ponytail that was slightly brought to the side and she had those grey fluffy socks on. How could somebody look this cute? "Oh my God, did you just see me in my onesie!?" she whined and threw her head back, making me chuckle.

Roxana said, slapping. “Ok! Enough,” I said, holding her from her shoulders. Getting my point through, Roxana moves back and stands there smiling. Roxana is a petite Latin vampire. She has all the perfect curves and proportions. Round boobs twice my size, a thin waist, and a thick ass and legs. She has long hazelnut hair with green eyes. She has a sexy mole on her upper lip and a bit of freckle, and she has tan skin, not pale, like ours.

Roxanne neighed affectionately, nuffling into the embrace of the Supreme. Roxanne was very different from a Red Maned Horse now. In fact, one couldn't call her a Red Maned Horse anymore, for her mane had transformed just like most of her physical features. The formerly red mane was now golden yellow like Mane's hair. Her eyes were also similar to the Supreme, as they were now ocean blue. She was still pitch black, but her hooves were now as white as snow. But these weren't the most startling changes. The most startling change was her wings. Yes. Roxanne had wings now. Her wings were similar to those of the mythical angels and when outstretched they covered a distance of three meters each! Th

It would give her a great sense of achievement if she could conquer a man as powerful as Zayn. At the thought of that, Roxanne’s heart was set ablaze. She walked toward him and spoke in an alluring tone, “Zayn, it was really fortunate that you showed up tonight. Otherwise, I would’ve been raped by that animal Rickard. I’m truly grateful!” Zayn took two steps back, keeping his distance. He smiled and said, “It’s nothing. Don’t worry about It.” “It’s nothing for you, but I owe you a huge debt!” Roxanne stared straight at him and said with a blushing face, “Zayn, I like you. Stay the night so I can repay your kindness properly, alright?”