Fated To Her Ruthless Alpha
Minutes later, Lucy descends the stairs wearing a knee-length dress; her blonde hair is falling behind her shoulders, fucking finally.
She takes a seat. “Enrique, what are you doing here?” She looks panicked, quite alarmed, and that takes me by surprise. “You aren’t supposed to be here.”
“I invited him here.” Hunter twirls with the knife, “Is that a problem?”
“Well, fuck yeah it is!” Lucy shouts, her father shoots her with a glare to behave
He then looks at Irene. Linda focuses on her food, completely ignoring everyone.
“So, I heard from the news that you are into photography now, Irene. Your new studio is top-notch.” Mr. Foyer says, while smiling. Sometimes, I hate the internet, picking up
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