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I'd been waiting for an opportunity to change that, but I never thought that would come while I stood at the altar. Armani barely nodded, adjusting his grip around my fingers. We glanced at the officiant at the same time, silently asking him to begin the fake ceremony. I wondered if it was real to him. The officiant cleared his throat loudly. "We are gathered here today to witness the union of the Cartelli and the Rizzo family." Not the loving union of two people.

Sierra had purposely worn a revealing outfit today, as she had planned to meet Raiden. “You’re the woman from the video online, right? The one who’s priced at 400 for one session, and it’s guaranteed to be satisfying—true?” A man holding a phone, with a face full of brutishness, walked up to her. Before Sierra could react, two more men appeared, eyeing her with greedy stares. “It’s her, right? A bit thin, but still quite attractive. The price listed online, let me offer you an extra two hundred, and you’ll take care of me tonight.”

,I whimper. I feel another orgasm coming and I turn the clit sucker up to the highest setting screaming as it sends me to a screaming orgasm squirting all over myself and the cock pumping in and out of me harder. I turned both up and now I'm limp and can't move as the fake cock keeps thrusting in and out. My cell rings and I grab it looking at who is calling me but ignore it seeing it's the tech guy I hired.

Even if he's a billionaire and I'm technically his fiancée, maybe it was wrong of me to steal his card. "From Jenna." Sofia leans her back up against the bar, looking to be on the prowl for some lucky gentleman. "She's really into EDM, so she'll regret missing this girls' night to hang with some guy." A light creeps through the opening of my purse, and I don't need to look to know who it is. I don't know how many more messages there are, but I'm determined to ignore them. “You could just turn it off," Sofia says, her eyes trailing an older man who walks by. Her shoulders drop when she sees a petite blonde girl following his tracks, their hands interlocked as they barrel through the crowded w

The man was carried away by Sia’s impulse and decided to play along, she kissed him, and the taste of Joe’s lips was not there. She concentrated hard to push the idea away, and with her hand, she began to masturbate his cock. The size was wrong, as well as the texture, and a tear began to run down Sia’s face that she knew that this was not the man she wanted to be with. The image of Joe and her wife tormented her, and without giving it much importance, she decided to turn and take the boy’s penis to insert it into her vagina. She felt fake Joe’s cock penetrating her, and with authority, she said, “What are you waiting for? Give it to me!”

Simon said softly as he walked ahead to her, "Let's talk." "There is nothing to talk." Eden said, trying not to lose her temper. "Edie_" Simon started. "Don't create a scene here." Eden warned him in a lower voice. Samara had cheated on Simon. The information, Cassandra shared with Eden last night left her realizing the fact. Karma is a bitch. Not that she was still unhappy and wishing even worse happened to him but the thought that he was still doing well with his life and all, left her wondering. Shouldn't he at least be a little bit hurt like she was? Because he didn't give away anything like hurt with his expression. Rather he was now trying his way back to her.

She squeezed me firmly, and then stroked me softly, driving me wild with passion and fright. My god what anyone would think in this situation! I wanted to scream "What the fuck are you doing?? Your mother is lying right here and you are basically jerking me off in the nude right in front of her!" Instead I lay there with my eyes mostly closed trying to feign oblivion while Sierra pulled the skin of my cock down tight, her fingers peeking out from under the edge of the sheet. She held it there like that, pulling back tightly while my engorged cockhead bulged under the last remnant of sheet.

As expected, even when given another chance at life, Sia could only resort to her despicable tricks. When we shared a dorm in my previous life, she loved video calling Joel right inside the room. He was a playboy with plenty of fetishes, and to entertain him, she often took lewd photos of us after showers when we were barely dressed. She would mostly do that to me. The worst was when she deliberately video-called Joel as I was changing. She yanked my curtain open and pointed the camera at me. I slapped her phone to the ground and screamed at her, then stormed out of the dorm that very night.

But all the decisions were made, I quickly swallowed my ego and move toward the separate small room on which my things were arranged. I immersed myself in the warmth of the water, I could not help but rewind today's incidents. I can't believe Vicky's betrayal. And the events followed. I can't even believe that I agreed to become a fake wife... Before I could control it, I went full-on sobbing. After ten minutes I was back, and inside the walk-in wardrobe, I found the most expensive designer clothes everywhere.

"We're live-streaming the challenge of locking the company's 'Ice Queen' in the freezer. Let's see how long she lasts!" "Sierra, smile for the folks in the live stream!" As the video continued playing, Martin's and Lilian's faces gradually turned pale. Their bodies began to tremble, and their lips quivered, unable to utter a single word. "This… This is edited!" Lilian suddenly screamed. "Sierra forged this! She's good with computers! She wants to frame us!" "Yes! It's fake!" Martin also acted as if he had grabbed a lifeline. "Officers, you can't believe her! She's just a madwoman!"