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Peter’s eyebrows knitted themselves together as he stared intently at the woman inside the room. Layla was screaming like a mad woman, and her words slurred themselves together. When she came to the topic of Sean and Tania, a murderous look immediately appeared in Peter’s eyes. It was so intense that even Andrew, who usually did not pick up on such things, noticed. “Mr. Lennon…” “Wait outside!” Peter said with a wave of his hand. Andrew immediately opened the door, and the person inside the room raised their head in response to the door opening. When Layla saw Peter, she took several instinctive steps backward. “Peter…”

My eyes are droopy now, my shirt clinging to my skin from sweat. “Ahh, I'm happy you spilled your sweet cum on time because he is here,” Andrew smirks psychopathically. I could see his eyes turn red like an alien in one of those supernatural movies. “Oh how I missed his scent, did you know Leo smells like cinnamon and honey…? Of course, you wouldn't know that because your little human nose is incapable… Well count with me, 1,2,3,4,5,6,7…” Before I could comprehend what was happening Andrew stood up from the sofa and yelled, “I will come find you again my love, I have to go now.”

Harry said, "Follow me." Neil Green followed Harry obediently and went to a room. There were two beds placed side by side. It seemed like it was already prepared for them. Harry laid on one bed, closing his eyes. Neil Green looked around the room in astonishment. He couldn't stop thinking about Andrew. He just snatched away the prey from the lion's mouth. Andrew was secretly fighting against both Michael Harrison and Daniel Brooke. How dangerous it was. Neil Green was bemused by Andrew. A small smile appeared on his face. After a long time, he felt safe under his protection. He wanted to know more about this man and also wanted to follow him like Harry. After freshening up, he laid on the ot

“And now here you are with Leo Carter. Wow, Riley. Do you just rotate through famous men or…?” “Andrew,” I snapped, already regretting not slapping him at the dinner two days ago. “Don’t start.” He smirked. “Did I hurt you that bad? Is this some twisted rebound tour?” That did it. “At least I’m with men,” I bit out. “Better than a gay man hiding in the closet while stringing women along.” The words dropped between us like a bomb. Andrew’s smirk vanished. His jaw tightened and his lips parted in shock. “You’re a bitch.”

Solana “Did you order the fucking hit-and-run? Did you order them to kill Wyatt?” Andrew rolled his eyes, exhaling. “You're starting to be a pain in the arse. What happened to my Hell baby? My vengeful, little spitfire? Now you're this goody-two-shoes bitch, and it's grating on my nerves.” “Shut up, Andrew.”

Her heart raced as she edged closer, careful not to make a sound. The low hum of their conversation drifted through the night, and Isabella held her breath, her pulse quickening. “—it’s all gone according to plan,” Andrew was saying, his tone casual as he handed Leo a thick envelope of cash. “The accident was flawless. No one suspects a thing.” Leo chuckled, his voice grating in the stillness. “Sebastian never stood a chance. That old fool thought he could control everything. It’s a shame he didn’t see it coming.”

said Leo. Amber sighed at her boyfriend for not backing her up. He mouthed the word “sorry”. Grayson was now the one wearing a smug expression. “All of our shit goes in my safe until morning. Or no deal,” he offered. Amber wondered how this had backfired so badly. Leo really could live without his electronics. The chef often entertained himself in other ways. Amber was the electronic whore. Her heart beat faster at just the thought of locking her watch and laptop away for the night. Maybe Grayson wasn’t the only one with the problem. But it would probably do them all some good.

Short Synopsis Liora gets fucked raw by Andrew in class, only to be caught mid-heat by the cold, unreadable Professor Thane. Andrew was just release. Thane is the real game. She’ll chase him, fuck him, and push until his control snaps because the moment he breaks, he’s hers. EPISODE: Target: Professor Thane "Ohh-hhhh......fuck...." Liora’s voice broke into a ragged moan, filthy and desperate, as Andrew drove himself into her from behind. Her fingers dug hard into the edge of the desk, knuckles pale, thighs shaking under the force of his relentless thrusts.

Andrew sneered as he walked around her, examining her features while everyone else in the room was stiff. “If what I asked was too much, why didn't you object?” Andrew asked, raising a brow as he walked up to Alejandro. “You just agreed like a little bitch… men like you disgust me.” Alejandro didn't say a word; he just stared down at his shoes. “For some strange reason, I'm going to let this slide, but pray we never cross paths again, ’cause I may not be this merciful the next time I see you,” Andrew said through gritted teeth. His whole aura was nefarious, but he suppressed his anger and turned away. As he walked up to the door, he didn't spare Isabelle a glance.

“Tell me where Loren Grayson is, and I will leave you at peace.” He swallowed hard; his Adam’s apple bobbed in a slow pump. “You are nothing short of the woman I heard of. Your energy is sizzling around you. It’s fascinating. Like a glowing light, and it’s blinding.” “Flattery will get you nowhere.” I made sure I had his full attention. “Where is Loren Grayson?” “I don’t know.” “Lies. Andrew Grayson is dead,” I informed him. “He died a painful death because he lied to me again and again.”