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I looked down at Jessy who was trying to lift her ass off the floor. "If she is claiming I married Alpha Silas for money. She should have proof of it." I said curtly. I thought now Jessy would keep her tongue to herself but no, she had more disgusting things pending to be slapped on my face. As she straightened herself and tried to stand still on her feet in the drunk state, she mocked me, "Oh, so now you want me to click your and Silas' photos in bed, huh, to prove how you seduced him like a prostitute."

Elina asked, turning curious, remembering that the woman knew Alby when she was little. Jessy was seen nodding her head, "I used to arrange an arranged marriage with Mark, but it didn't work because I was already pregnant with Erico." Jessy looked at Elina with a smile, not as cheerful as before. "But Jes, you're luckier to marry Erico than to Mark, trust me, he's an asshole." Elina complied with a face that looked unhappy when Jessy told Mark. "That's right madam, Mr. Mark is really annoying, rude again, always likes to make himself nervous!" Zara suddenly joined Elina and Jessy's conversation. It turned out that the young woman had been eavesdropping.

Jessica took a step towards her and pulled out her phone, swiping upwards. "You see, I kinda found out that my boyfriend was obsessed with some girl on OnlyFans, so I had someone clone his app for me, you know..." No... Kate took a step back. For each move she made, Jessi covered the distance between them, her eyes sneering. "That's when I discovered that he was even chatting privately with her, paying a fucking huge amount of money for her nudes. First was a video of her fucking a guy, and another was a threesome."

Jessie did not even raise her head and said angrily, "I will not pour it. Find someone who is willing to serve you!" Alex stuck to her back. The man's big hand with clear joints reached over. He grabbed the kitchen knife in her hand and put it down. He pushed her shoulder. "You are my woman. Listen to me. I am thirsty." Yoferyna who was not willing to give up of him. When she happened to hear this, she shouted, "Brother, you might not know. Sis Jessie is already married. She is married to the superstar Mike!" Jessie's fingers slightly stiffen and her face also turned slightly pale.

"What would you like to drink? Let me be upfront. I can’t make coffee from scratch. I can only offer instant coffee or bagged tea.” “You can’t even make coffee?” Marie laughed. “That’s right. I guess you didn’t check before coming. I'm from an orphanage. I’m not good at delicate work like that,” Jessie said honestly. Marie walked over to the couch and sat down before crossing her legs. “So this is the new thing? Poor girls pretending to be like those underdog heroines in old soap operas?” Jessie didn’t respond and simply continued working. “Did you come here just to talk nonsense?”

she turned to Jessica, " And who might you be?" " I am…wait a minute, aren't you the famous Nikki on social media. Ooh, my god!!! I can't believe I am seeing you this cheaply without spending a dime. I am one of your biggest fans. It is me. Jess. I comment on all your posts, and I follow you on every platform. You even gifted me on a particular occasion. I think it was your birthday or so. You are amazing. I love your hair and your whole DIY. The way you-"

His hands rested on her hips, the expression on his face as awestruck as though he’d met a goddess. With heat in her eyes, Jessa glanced at me and whispered, “Your turn.” I took up my position behind her, easing her down so she lay on Cassian. He ran his hands up her back, whispering in her ear. I made sure to use plenty of lube on her, coating her outside and in. When I pushed my fingers into her, she groaned and shivered. “This is my favorite fantasy,” she said, her voice husky. “And it’s about to come true. Gods, I’m a lucky woman.”

"Look at you. You're young, you're handsome and athletic. What was I thinking?" "Jessi, you're only five years older than me. That's it. And it's never made any difference." She covered her face with her hands. "All the things I've done. Surfing, diving," she looked to him, "Key West. Oh, for God's sake, I can't believe I did that!" He took a step toward her. "What are you saying, Jessi?" "I'm saying," she hissed, "that I forgot who I was. I'm not some young bimbo, running all over and acting like a fool. I'm Jessi Crenshaw, respectable wife and mother. Successful business owner. Not some…"

Jessy muttered with a wry smile. But for some reason, she remembered one name that Viola had mentioned several times in front of her. “She mentioned Sean. Who is Sean?” Jessy murmured to herself, coinciding with a new text message she had just received. Her eyes widened as she read the content of the message. “Oh my god, I need Hera’s help for tonight,” Jessy exclaimed suddenly. ***

"I'm Jessy." This girl is wearing a short sparkly white dress that revealed her long tanned legs. "Uhm, no, i'm not Greyson's girlfriend." I said. But I have no more explanation for that statement. It would not be a good idea to say that Greyson bought me from the auction or the fact that his father did. "And, are you Greyson's friend?"