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Every movement he made I saw. Lucian took a deep breath, looking directly into the camera lens but it appeared to be looking directly at me. "The video is real" Lucian stated clearly. Loud murmurs could be heard and regardless Lucian went on to say. "Five years ago, Clarissa did drive a blade into my chest just like you all saw. But what the footage fails to show is the monster I was to her before she picked up that knife. The video failed to show the psychological effect, the isolation, and the despair that pushed a desperate woman like Clarissa herself to her absolute breaking point.

She had no time to pay attention to what was happening online. I took the opportunity to repost the article she had intercepted before. Earlier, when Nancy publicly introduced Julian and Rory to high society, many wealthy families had already been disgusted by her actions. After my article went live, friends and acquaintances who knew me began sharing it one after another. Almost overnight, Nancy and Julian became the targets of relentless online criticism. The Scott Group's and the Carter Group's stock prices both plunged. When my father-in-law found out, he called to curse me out.

But there was no Penny. “Nope,” I told him. “But I don’t see Amelia either.” Megan appeared on the stage and my mouth nearly dropped when I saw her. She was wearing a gorgeous black dress that made her look so much thinner than usual and yet it really amplified her breasts. Her dress left no mystery of what lay beneath her body because it was half cut at her bell, showing off her belly button and the entire side of her body. It went up the other side of her body and cupped her breasts, but it was strapless so I’m not sure how it was holding up.

Megan gasps, horrified as if I said something appalling, “Devin, no. I’m not flashing you my boobs. You’ll just have to wait until I get there.” I groan, “But baby, I’m so hard.” “Use your imagination then, honey. I’ll be there real soon, and you can do whatever you want with me.” ‘Whatever you want’ usually goes as far as missionary or her on top, or the occasional doggy style, if I’m lucky. My shoulders slump in disappointment, and I sigh in frustration. This is going nowhere. I temporarily forgot how prudish Megan can be when it comes to sex. She’s so prim and proper all the fucking time; it's maddening. The expression ‘a lady on the streets and a freak in the sheets’ come to mind, only

She removed her hand from around his neck. Megan pulled her dress over her body and threw it on the floor, she was now sitting completely naked on his lap. She did not bother to hide herself, instead, she boldly let him look at her body. Leo's eyes looked at the dress lying on the floor and back at her body. His gaze moved from her face, to her full breasts and to her lower body then back up to her face. The silence between them spoke thousands of words.

Megan huffed, turning her face away. The only way to purge the scent of guilt was to consult the magical vision-stones. The manager hurried to the back to commune with the crystals. In the flickering blue light of the playback, Noah and I were visible standing near the shelf. Unfortunately, Megan’s frame was positioned perfectly to block the view of my arms and torso. It was impossible to see the moment the wallet was moved. Megan offered a smug, jagged smile. "Give it up. Admit you hungered for the leather and took it."

"Oh my god, what is Megan doing? Is she crazy? Doesn't she know we're taping?" "With Mr. Helbut and Mr. Todd here, can we even continue?" someone whispered. Bryant heard them and frowned slightly. Was this Vanya's plan? "I'm Megan, the leader of the Hammond Pictures trainees." Megan introduced herself to the camera. The security guards rushed forward, but Megan showed no fear. She pulled a small knife from her pocket and went straight for Vanya in the audience. "Ah!" People screamed and scattered. Even the director was panicked. Megan held up the knife and yelled at everyone, "Don't move! Or I'll kill her!"

Lumiére couldn't help but chuckle to himself at the thought of the women being completely unaware of his presence, even as they continued to discuss the most intimate details of the High Lord's personal life. “I know, I’m really sorry,” Megan began to say, her voice tinged with regret. “Honestly, I don’t know what came over me. I just lost control of my emotions for a moment. But let's put that aside and focus on getting this work done. Oh wait, hold on a sec…” She stopped abruptly, her eyes fixed on a spot behind her. Megan turned her head slightly to the right, trying to get a better view of what she had sensed.

My cock begged for release. Megan slid carefully from my lap, standing in front of me as Morgan continued forcing my lips against her own. Releasing me, she pushed my head to the side, directing me to watch as her sister slowly undressed, her pants sliding down to her knees – then ankles, as she stepped out of her clothing. Her body was flawless. I sucked in my breath and groaned at the sight of her.

Denies was embarrassed. “I…I… maybe I … “ Megan tried to speak but she cut her in. “and don’t forget that some GENIUSE clicked your pictures together with Karana and sent them to me”. she showed a picture on her phone. I looked at the photo. In this, I was lying bare chest and Megan was lying on top of my chest. ‘How dare she? This stunt is going to cost her very dearly. I will make sure of it.’ I vowed. “Megan, you have done enough to embarrass me. We will talk at home”. Mr. Denies spoke and was about to take her away when Amayra stopped them from leaving.