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His eyes widened in shock at Harry's words, unable to react. "Harry!" Justine snapped his head to the direction of the voice, instantly holding his breath at the sight. He looked so dashing, from the way his white button down shirt perfectly hugged his physique to the way his face glowed with the sun's rays. "What are you doing?" Ray asked, astounded to see Harry glued to Justine like a baby bear. The boy went to hide at Justine's back, poking his tongue out. "You said I can call him daddy once he's back!" Harry blurted out, making Ray's eyes grow comically wide.

I spat, shoving him away. Justin straightened his jacket, unfazed. “Oh, Hollis. Always the hero, aren’t you? Guns blazing, heart bleeding for the damsel in distress. But let me tell you something.” He leaned in, his voice dropping to a venomous whisper. “Heroes don’t win. They suffer. Just like you will.” Derrick, my second-in-command, shifted behind me, his rifle trained on Justin. Even Derrick, steady and unshakable, looked uneasy under the weight of Justin’s words.

And then another year and half later which is the present day, they have only being able to jerk themselves to climax, that was why even though Justin is hard as he entered the lord's castle he didn't bother to have any imagination as it will be of no use. In the lord's villa, aside from the few villagers of course whose life have been transformed, the only people living in the area are their people that they trained along while they grow up. Entering the castle he saw himself smiling at him only that the person was wearing a black boxer instead of a cotton boxer and was also sprouting a hard on but equally ignoring it. He was none other than Jose. "What's up, brother" Justin called out appr

“See? Even if he marries you, Marcus won’t ever touch you. He only loves me. Has he ever been so crazy about you? “If you know what’s good for you, don’t choose Marcus tonight. You can choose any one of my six other lap dogs. There are six of them anyway, and I’ve slept with them all. Dennis is the best in skill, and Felix has the best stamina… “Anyway, it doesn’t matter who you choose. They’re all very skilled. Meanwhile, Marcus will never even touch you. Haha. Take care of yourself now.”

" Well, thanks but you should not waste your time. The person who you'll be up against is someone who......." " Alexander Hamilton? I can handle him" Justin said with a smirk on his face. ************************************************ Hi guys, I hope you're enjoying the book? Well, if you are, make sure to rate and leave a review. Thanks. ************************************************ " You speak with so much confidence, do you even know who he is?" Sonya asked. " Give me a try and I'll show you" Justin said. " Well, it doesn't hurt to try." Veronica said. " Well, the doctor has not given us a feedback yet, so............"

Without a moment's hesitation, I snatched the beer from his outstretched hand, determined to prevent any further escalation that could potentially result in the can being hurled at my unsuspecting face. Justin exudes an aura of dominance that's hard to ignore. His piercing golden brown eyes have a way of locking onto me, sending a shiver down my spine. It's as if he holds the power to intimidate anyone who dares to meet his gaze. Justin's commanding presence was undeniable, leaving no wonder why even Regina felt like she would easily submit to him the same way as me. Justin’s features exuded dominance, captivating all who laid eyes on him.

“He’s the enemy, remember?” “Enemy?” I repeat. “Because he’s an Aperture?” “Yes,” Justin said simply, momentarily triumphant.” “In case you haven’t noticed, so am I.” The wind went instantly out of his sails. “You know it’s not the same thing,” Justin said, pulling back. “Really?” I snap back, shooting my hands in gesture. “Aperture, Aperture. You’re making it pretty crystal clear.” “You’re not the enemy and you know it.” “Nor is Perrin,” I say. “He’s not the bad guy and you know that but look at how you behaved at dinner. I couldn’t get more than a cave-man grunt out of you. It was like talking to a brick wall!”

But she had to admit, he was, and still is a cutie. Justin is over six feet tall with short wavy coco brown locks, and deep-set hazel orbs that swirled with golden into a green wisp. He was considerably pasty when she first met him but now had a deep golden tan, and kept his lean figure but marred no blotches or scars which was surprising considering how many times he had injured himself over the years. Kendrick had noticed him a few times after their first encounter hanging around campus. Justin had been homeless for a while so she invited him to stay with her once she had graduated, and moved out of the college dorms. Justin had become a good friend to her as she got to know him, all of th

Yet, there was something off about him, like he was fuming about something. "Yeah I'm fine. Where's that serpent that did this to me?" I glared playfully at Justin who was drinking right from the orange juice carton, giving me another cuss sign. He was now wearing his usual clothes and his hair dripped slightly. His muscles flexed as he dropped down the carton, looking at me playfully.

I trust him even when we’re arguing. “I’m sorry, little mate,” Justin huffed, pulling me into his chest. His hands ruffled my lacy lingerie, tempted to tear it off while he begged my lips for a prolonged kiss. “I should have been upfront.” “Why wouldn’t you tell me you know a vampire?”