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The chilled breeze slowly finds its way inside my office. I was waiting for Francois to finish his work, then he would drive me home for our casual sex rendezvous. My phone buzzed with an incoming call from an unknown number. "Yes, it's Adriana." I let my words hang, for the other person on the other line to continued the conversation. "Sorry yes, this is Alexander Davis. I got your card from Drew. He said to call you and fix me with a date?" Oh, his voice was smooth like butter. It's so rich, deep, and deliciously sexy.

The girl clutched his hand tightly. --hidayawu--

" All the students along with Principal sir went to their own rooms. I also went to my room and was feeling too sleepy. I went to bed early tonight but I need a partner for the The Student Of The Year. I don't want want to quarrel with Regina and Siya as Kevin's and George wants to be with me for The Student Of The Year. As well as Ryan will also argue with me if she finds out Tim also wanted to be with me. So, what should I do now? I think I should talk to that Mysterious Guy who had stolen my kiss. But, I don't even know his name. I should return to my room. I stood up and started to walk and suddenly his voice stopped me.

“I am not a person with a good record regarding long relationships and, for the last five years I’ve done anything other than be spotted on dates with different women. Unfortunately, it’s all over the media. “It happens Arthur Collins, the investor we want to catch, does not have the best opinion concerning me. And I’m willing to pay to get his best attention.” “So, you want to buy a wife” “Correct” he says naturally as the psychopath he must be. “It’s a bit sexist, to say the least” I try not to burst in anger. “It’s business. This world is no fairytale and sometimes we got to get things done by unconventional means” he glanced at me with a meaningful expression. “So what do you say?”

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“Oops.” “No worries.” Hottie Bartender mops up with a towel and the big guy leans in close. “Why not, baby?” Baby. I like that. What was I saying again? “They suck. They want you to suck. But they never give you an—” I hiccup, “—anything in return.” The newcomer absorbs this. “The right guy does.” The bartender nods. “In fact,” the big guy continues, “the right guy makes sure the lady comes first, second, and third.”

Same with Quin, right now, she really wants to get laid and if the next person is not her, watching the person would get her fingers in her cunt. After the bottle was spun again, the bottle pointed at a guy, Phil. He had come to the party with his girlfriend, but that would not stop him from having fun; that was his decision as he grinned. He did not come out of the circle when he unzipped his trousers, and his dick sprang forth. He poured some saliva on his right hand while his eyes were glancing from Lexi to Quin as their hands were in their boobs, trying to contemplate who he would get to fuck amidst the both of them.

Shocking me and changing subjects at the same time. "Yes. I do. Let's go." I say, still in a daze from what Duke said. Duke's P.O.V. "Hey everyone, Mands and I are going to get some sushi. My baby girl needs cheering up. Can you all meet us there?" I mind-linked Guy and the rest of my friends. "She is a beautiful creature, dude. Does she like me?" Guy mind-linked me back. "No, I don't think so. Her heart belongs to someone else. It doesn't hurt to try and get to know her, and maybe, just maybe, you'll have that chance you've been waiting for, for so long." Imind-linkedk Guy.

Jade said quietly. "Good. Now get to it, training starts in Five." Declan said, turned and walked out. The men went back to getting ready. Jade dropped his duffel bag and started to get ready. "Hi, I'm Tyler Westwood." A voice came from behind. Jade turned and saw a tall guy with a friendly grin, stretching out his hand. His hazel eyes not leaving Jade's "Jade...Jade Riccio." Jade replied, shaking the guy's hand.

“Deal. I just need the groom’s name to get started.” —Hmm, this guy named Sonny sounds pretty promising on the app I'm using—. We spent the rest of the ride to the hotel and the elevator looking at photos. By the time we got to our rooms, across the hallway from each other, I'd stolen his phone and pressed it about four times. "Let me know if there's any results in a date," I say. —And you'll tell me how that burger turned out.— —I will. Good night.—