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She didn’t need to, Lila’s presence was loud enough without words. Lila walked in wearing a mini skirt so short it shimmered when she moved. Her top was a thin silk blouse tied at the waist, showing off just enough skin to make her intentions clear. A champagne bottle dangled from her fingers, half empty, and her smile was all arrogance. She didn’t even glance at Tessa as she passed. Instead, she aimed a bright, polished grin toward Lady Bianca. “My darling!” Lady Bianca exclaimed, rising with a smile that was all teeth and pride. “You’re glowing.”

Oh… he looked so handsome and like a grown man now. I walked towards him, my Louboutin heels clicking faintly against the tiled floor. “Lilith,” Lucien called, his eyes wide with profound happiness. He brushed me into an embrace, his aura, scent, and masculine cologne filling my nostrils completely. “You look so… ravishingly beautiful.” Of course, I knew. I was wearing a custom-made blue silk dress with a plunging neckline and a long slit that ran up my thigh, clinging to my body like a second skin.

She didn’t wait for him to speak. With a slow, defiant smile, Lila shrugged the blouse off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. The cool air of the lecture hall kissed her skin, making her shiver. She reached behind her back, unclasped her bra, and let that fall too. Her full, heavy breasts spilled free, nipples tight and aching. She kicked off her heels, then hooked her thumbs into her skirt and panties, sliding them down her legs in one smooth motion until she stood completely naked in the middle of his classroom.

Without any control of my voice, I cursed with pleasure: "Suck...” "There are always different positions for gifted people like you," she said, pulling the straps of the dress down. I didn't dare blink. Not even breathing. I just watched, as the full and heavy breasts jumped out of the red lace lingerie and exposed themselves in numb and adorably pink beaks. I wanted to put my mouth right there again, but it had stopped me when I mentioned doing it, and kept applying pressure on my cock to keep me sitting and standing. So slowly that I felt vertigo, she approached with her breasts until my cock was between them, as if surrounded by fat and soft clouds of the skies. I sighed. Jessy slightly b

What if this entire thing was a mistake? Twenty minutes later, the SUV slowed. My eyes widened. The hotel looked even more impressive in person, with glass steel, and luxury. Everything about it screamed money. The kind of money ordinary people couldn't comprehend. The vehicle stopped. Liam stepped out first. Then he opened my door. I climbed out slowly. Trying and failing to hide my nerves. "We're expected," he said. Expected. The word sent another jolt through me. Inside, the lobby was breathtaking. Crystal chandeliers hung overhead. Polished marble floors gleamed beneath our feet. Guests moved through the space with effortless confidence. I suddenly felt painfully underdressed. Painfully

Professor Kane had warned Lila twice that morning—*be careful, stay modest, don’t test me*—but the moment she stepped into the hall, every eye in the room locked onto her like predators scenting fresh blood. Lila wore a sinful deep burgundy dress that clung to her soft, hourglass curves like it had been painted on. The plunging neckline dove daringly low, barely containing her full, heavy breasts and offering a generous, mouth-watering view of her cleavage. The high slit on the left side ran almost to her hip, flashing smooth, toned thigh and the lace edge of her black panties with every step. Her long chestnut hair cascaded in soft, glossy waves down her back, and her subtle makeup—smoky ey

Without wasting another moment, and not giving it another thought, Stacy searched for room no 706. As she found the room, she swiped the white card and the doors opened. She entered and saw there was no electricity and saw there was a holder beside the door which looked like the card's size. She put it on the holder and the room lit with light. A smile spread across her lips because it was the first time she entered a royal suite. The room suddenly looked royal. White paint with designer carvings on the corners of the walls. The bedroom was detached from the drawing room and there was an open kitchen. The whole room had golden lights and the couches looked classic with the maroon color. It w

Because pretending to be familiar isn't just me at all, and I really don't have the ability for something like that. "Introduce me, my name is Lusi, and the princess next to me is Lilian. Lilian Arkhan to be precise.” I looked at the figure of a very graceful woman, a woman with blonde hair that reached her back. I can't even type a second time seeing how beautiful the woman's face is, I'm so amazed and amazed at her beauty. If there was an angel who came down from the sky then that would be a very suitable expression for the pretentious beauty named Lilian.

I feel like I'm imposing "You glisten so prettily Lilly it's a shame really," pencil skirt says rubbing Lily's knee "Wha-" The girl in the pencil skirt places the tip of her heel on the naked girl's clit making the girl whimper. I gasp as I watch the naked girl rubbing herself shamelessly on the heel "Stop," the lady says and Lilly whimpers as if she's in pain. She halts to a stop and watches the lady as if she's everything to her

That panic would force him straight to our scheduled meeting at The Lux House. My plan was straightforward: approach Lillian directly and secure an appearance in one of her public vlogs. According to her social media updates, Lillian was attending a private personal styling session today at Le Rosier—an ultra-exclusive luxury boutique favored by the city's wealthiest socialites. I also needed to purchase a high-end wardrobe fitting for Kierra Adams anyway, so this was the perfect opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. I pulled out Elara Quinn's business card and dialed her personal number. The moment she answered, I introduced myself as the client from yesterday and requested her full