My Golden Eye Boss
“I have Angel, but I do agree with my dad.”
“Is that right?” Angel’s voice grew softer, sexier even and both men seemed taken back. “Beauty should be seen, but not heard, is that what you mean?” At their nod, she slowly smiled and Damian watched in fascination at her.
She leaned closer to Jordan, the look of seduction in her eyes and moved her lips to his ear, going into grave detail about the last man that had told her that; how he ended up missing seven fingers, three toes, a tongue along with a dick, and all thanks to her. And as she pulled back, she was still smiling as sweetly as ever, the man before her paled. Angel was no fool; she knew she needed Jordan’s allegiance, not his dad
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