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I sprang to my feet in the most mindful and cautious way I could, daring him with my eyes still as calm and unaffected. “You bitch, you never let me fuck you or even touch you. I never got to masturbate to you because you were always so perfect and chaste and I needed a release,” he was in the middle of shouting, sounding frustrated in between growls and sighs when I hushed him by stepping close and watching as he backed two steps away, intimidated by my calm. “Carlos, there are two things you know I will never take from anyone, talkless of a man I planned on spending my life with. One,” I raised my perfectly manicured acrylic left index finger up as I took another step.

Carter. When Merry looked up, she realized that she was on top of a naked man. The man was also completely naked. Her cheeks pressed against a broad, fluffy chest. When she opened her eyes, Merry realized that she was gripping the man's hand so tightly that there were bruises on his wrist. One of the man's hands was cuffed to the bedpost so he couldn't escape anywhere. The man's body was full of red mark from the hickeys Merry had given him all night. Then, realizing that she had woken up in the man's chest, Merry smiled. Last night she had sex with J. Carter.

I just wish these kids were all mine; I would have been the happiest man on earth, but fate has it that I couldn't even have a baby, talk more think of babies. "Okay, guys, stay safe. Uncle Conan is a nice man; he will take care of you all as I go to work," she said to the kids and turned to me. "I should be leaving for the airport to pick up the medicine I ordered for the treatment of Elder Enzo and others whose cases have gone worse," she remarked. "Alright, no problem. Would you like to go with a Rolls-Royce Maybach or Bentley?" I questioned her.

Daniel Scarlet Vine loomed before us as we stepped out of the car, its neon sign pulsing in the night like a heartbeat. A club for the elite, it was said that a night with one of its infamous escorts could cost more than a middle-class man earned in six months. Courtney slipped her arm through mine as we approached the entrance, her touch light but possessive. “Please protect me from the men in there, Tom Cruise,” she teased, her voice laced with irony.

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.

River smiled at me in a way only she could, and I could see Rose sitting next to her. “Hi, babygirl.” “Cas!” “Where’s your mom?” I asked, not seeing her. “In the showew.” “Does she know you’re calling me? How did you call me?” I asked, wondering if River had secretly called me. “Thewe’s a pictuwe of you, I pwessed it.” River explained it like it was nothing. How the fuck do three-year-olds even know how to videocall? It’s beyond me how fast kids learn this shit. They can’t even read yet, but they know how to find videos on their table with ease.

The lady's breasts were perked in further anticipation, and she continued moaning. "No, no...please..." I shut the door and walked away. Goosebumps began to poke out of my skin. Just when I had thought I had seen enough drama for the night, I walked in on Mrs. Carter being fondled against the wall in the bedroom with an ajar door. Instinctively, I hid out of sight. I couldn't allow her to see me, she would be furious.

She was planning to return when the auction began and hoped that no one would bother her, but she was way too popular than a president and definitely attracted people. “What do you say, Bitch?" Kartila approached Jessica and dissuaded her from running. “You are not on par with us just because you are wearing this dress.” With her finger pointing at Jessica, Kartila made an even worse insult: "Unlike you, we don't have to sell our bodies to make money, nor are we labeled as single mothers carrying a low man's seed." Jessica could put up with anything, any pain in the world, except insults about her son. She had not allowed people to think ill of her son, especially when none of them was prese

When their one night stand resulted in an unexpected pregnancy, Nerissa life was turned upside down. Trillionaire CEO, Asher Blackwood, is determined to claim his heir and make Nerissa his - but on his terms. Nerissa finds out that he is her boss and realizes that she has no other choice but to enter a contract marriage with him. As they navigate their complicated marriage, Asher's secrets and Nerissa's fears threaten to tear them apart. Nerissa find out the truth about Asher's past and the real reason he's so desperate to hold on to her? As the stakes grow higher, Nerissa must decide whether to surrender to Asher or to go her own way, even if it means losing the man she loves."

ALEXANDRE Morning stretches over a suspended city. Newspapers pile up on sidewalks, screens scream the same words, the same images: my mother handcuffed, flanked by officers, the face I've always known so self-assured, now broken. I remain here, behind the walls of Lyra's family home, unable to move, unable to understand. My mother, Diane D., arrested at dawn. The scandal finally has a face. I saw her on the videos: the door forced open, her coat thrown over her shoulders, her terrible calm as she descended the steps. No cries, no resistance. Just that calm of those who know the truth will eventually strike.