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It was pathetically ridiculous. I didn't know how long I sat there, paralyzed, before I finally calmed down. The first thing I did was to unlock my phone and book a flight to Portia for seven days from now. Portia was the city of my dreams, which I had given up just to stay by Zane's side. Now, I was going to pick up my brush again and chase the art dream I had put on hold for love for far too long. Next, I zipped the sordid photos from the laptop and sent them to my best friend, Renee Jones. Her call came through almost instantly, and her voice was full of shock and fury.

I wrapped my legs around her waist, pulling her deeper as she pounded into me. “Yes, harder!” I cried out. “Fuck me like a whore, Tina!” Valentina leaned over me, one hand gripping my throat lightly as she slammed into me. “You like that, baby? You like teacher’s big cock stretching your greedy little cunt?” she growled, thrusting faster. “You’re such a dirty girl, letting me fuck you raw on my desk while your girlfriend is probably waiting for you at home.” I moaned louder, the dirty talk pushing me closer to the edge.

For the past two days, Valentina has been preparing for his transfer. Not everything could have flown slightly if not for another affair scandal, the star actor of the company. ‘Jacob Philips’. She was looking at the different entertainment pages of the day, and the big headline ‘The popular actor Jacob Philips is photographed drunk in a club, next to a well-known model’ her photos occupied the entire page. Valentina jumped out of anger; she really couldn’t help it; it was a fact. “Why are men so lustful?”

he grins my way. "She loves cheesecake," I smile. My cell dings, and I pull it out only to see Valerie back at it. She sent a video of her pussy and I gag. To think I once wanted her body and pussy makes me sick. I show Patrick, who looks ready to puke. He looks sick. "She is as desperate as Shelly both keep sending videos of them naked or their vaginas",he rolls his eyes. I go to stand when Lena whimpers our names. We ran for her and saw she woke up puking. She is holding her belly.

One thing led to another that Madison had to bring out the album containing Ryan's baby pictures. There were pictures of little Ryan naked in a bathtub and his hair tied in two buns, he looked so adorable. His beautiful grey sparkling eye balls were evident and his four teeth, well displayed in his mouth as he smiles. It was a very funny sight, that Valentina opened each pages giggling, who would have thought the grown and handsome Ryan who is now cold and arrogant has a side to him that was so playful and cheerful. 'I am pretty sure he'll be very embarrassed if he finds out I looked through his baby pictures.' Valentina thought as she brought one of the pictures she found most adorable out

Later that afternoon, while we were tying up loose ends, Valentino’s message came through. A video. The thumbnail showed Valerie’s face, head thrown back in pleasure. I hit play before I could think. Vincenzo leaned in close on the couch beside me. The camera was shaky, handheld—Valentino filming while he fucked her raw right there on the picnic blanket. Sunlight dappled her skin. She was on all fours, dress bunched at her waist, no panties. Just bare out there in the open. Of course we knew he had paid for the entire place for some privacy.

"Is this the man from the pictures?" Ethan’s breath hitched. Pictures. She had kept his image. Even after the "Gilded Cage," even after the "Total Sector Liquidation" of their relationship in New York, she had let him exist in their son’s world as a "Ghost-Script." The Raw Vulnerability of the Alpha

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"

Unrested. She studied him in the hush. The slight stubble on his jaw. The rise and fall of his chest. How had she ever hated this man? And how had that hatred become something this devastatingly beautiful? Her fingers moved without command, tracing lazy circles on his skin. A moment later, his lips parted, and his voice—low and gravelly—broke the silence. “You’re staring.” Valeria smiled. “You make a good view.” Kc rolled over onto his back and stretched out, muscles in his torso flexing, catching the warm golden light. "Coming from you, it means a great deal. You're the most photographed woman in the country right now."

she said, “he has gone bright red and I thought all soldiers were tough men?” I just smiled, what else could I do. She then slowly unzipped my pants and took out my huge cock, took one look at it and said: “Very nice indeed” and knelt in front of me and took it all in her mouth in one go, moaning softly as she slid her lips over the bright red knob. I looked over my left shoulder towards the kitchen to see where her mother was but she was nowhere in sight for which I was thankful. I then heard a noise to my right and there was Valerie, she had taken off her red top, white jeans and was laying back on the lounge completely naked and with one hand was massaging her lovely tits and the other wa