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I can already imagine the Montclair Hotel, its plush lobby, its golden elevators, the silent corridor leading to room 408. I picture the door. I hear my fist knock softly. I envision him opening it, his burning gaze engulfing me entirely. And I already know what I want: for him to lose control. To forget his marble mask, his cynicism, his coldness. I want to hear him gasp, lose his composure, break beneath my body and my lips. 10 PM. Room 408. I descend the stairs, my breath short, my legs light. I am a flame, a storm. Tonight, I want to draw him into a fire from which he will not emerge unscathed.

"I thought I raised someone with a brain. Instead, you threw everything away for a girl who belongs in a cheap tabloid. You let your impulses ruin our reputation." Margot was perched on the edge of the sofa, her fingers twisting together in her lap. She looked pale, but she couldn't stay quiet. "Rigoberto, please. You’re being too hard on him. He made a mistake, but he didn't mean for things to go this far."

She was smoking and making rings with smoke. "Look at her breasts Den, they are so flat. There size must be around 20-25. And our customers need 50 plus size.Help her to enlarge them. And her ass is round and good no need to change it. As for her pu**y, it is very tight. Suck it or fuck it, just make it bulge out. Take her now" Maira said and dismissed them. Celestine who was listening all this, felt fear creeping in her heart. She was not naive to not understand where she was standing.

Nathan's POV My breath became heavier as I ran my eyes over Margot's body. She was like a piece of art, with her silky smooth skin and those curves that drove me crazy. I placed her on my piano, and it never looked better. Margot closed her eyes as I licked on her nip*les, her back arched. My di*k hardened so much it became almost painful. My slips slipped lower on Margot's body. I wished I could have more time to kiss and suck on every inch of it. I could never have enough of it.

I watched a woman sitting on a couch, she was extremely beautiful with her black hair in a ponytail and her eyes, a deep shade of blue that contrasted with her pale skin. " Mary, Mrs. Navruz, this is Jake's aunt, Margot Adams " Allie introduced us. " Maggie, Mary and Elena Navruz…” " It's a pleasure to meet you " Margot stood up and a broad smile, which lit up her face completely. " The pleasure is mine, Margot " I smiled as well " It's nice to finally meet you.

In fact, it isn’t what she says…it’s what she does. The towel drops to the ground. The lingerie is long gone. Margo is naked in front of me. Her fingers play with her nipples when she looks me in the eye. “Is this the point where I beg?”

"Did you enjoy the show?" My voice was smooth, laced with mockery. Margot was silent for a moment, her chest rising and falling with controlled breaths. Then, she let out a slow exhale before spitting out, "You're even more pathetic than I thought. That boy is nothing more than a sex toy. A little willing bitch for you to use." My jaw clenched at her words. Without thinking, my hand shot out, wrapping tightly around her throat. Her eyes widened, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she smirked, as if she had expected this reaction.

he said, stretching out on the couch. "Cool. I’ll hit up Hayden." I shot Hayden a text about the party, but—surprise, surprise—no response. He was probably busy or just straight-up ignoring his phone like usual. After chilling with Finley for a bit, I called it a night and headed back to my room. Lying in bed, I pulled up I*******m and P*******t, scrolling through futuristic costume ideas. After what felt like forever, I finally found the one—a sick-ass silver outfit with holographic details, inspired by Nova from Cybernetic Dawn. It was sleek, badass, and definitely something I could pull off.

she mused, “I saw the craziest thing on the internet today.” Thomas froze for half a second. She didn’t miss it. But just as quickly as the hesitation came, he masked it. He turned, sipping his whiskey slowly. “Oh? And what would that be?” Margaret smirked. “Some scandalous photos. Two naked people, tangled in sheets. Their faces were covered, but the headline was very interesting.” Thomas remained silent. Margaret stepped closer, her voice laced with mock curiosity. “You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you, darling?”

And, despite her rather lewd positions – honestly, which she would have found hilarious too – a lump forms in my throat. I swiftly push these aside, not wanting to see them. Even though she’s been gone for five years… I don’t know. It’s still too fresh. “Where are the modern ones?” I ask, tilting my head, looking towards the bottom of the pile. “Eager to see yourself?” Margot asks. I pause, looking up at her, grinning when I see the smirk on her lips. “Yup.” Margot bursts into laughter and then helps me, flipping to the back and tapping on an image of a slim, blonde figure, naked and trembling and knock-kneed next to the King.