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"I don't care when you get out of the hospital. You'll give me the money! If you don't, I'll pay your precious parents a visit, or maybe even that new mate of yours! Let's see how they look at you after I'm done telling them everything!" Jeremy left, swaggering with a smug smile. I was so angry, I smashed everything in the room. Why? Why?! Why did Viola get a happy family, with a mate who loved her, while I was stuck with this irresponsible father? I had worked so hard to get everything Viola had. I couldn't let it go now! After consuming the Miracle Elixir, I could feel my wolf's powers getting stronger. I had to hurry and sell all of Viola's assets.

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"Where did you source the ten-billion-dollar funding required for the Jacobson Group acquisition, Ms. Reed?" I responded to the barrage of consecutive questions, answering every single one of them. Shawn and Yvonne, on the other hand, were utterly dumbfounded, quickly finding themselves jostled and pressed into a corner by the surging crowd. Yvonne repeatedly shook her head. "That can't be true! How could a mere gold digger like her acquire Jacobson Group?"

I came screaming, my pussy milking his cock as he buried himself inside me and roared, as he filled me with thick, hot ropes of cum, until it overflowed, leaking down my thighs mixed with the shower water. Ria dropped down again, licking eagerly at the cum dripping from my freshly fucked pussy while Mr. Collins watched, breathing hard. When we finally caught our breath, with our bodies trembling and satisfied under the warm spray, Ria looked up at both of us with a satisfied grin, with cum and my juices o n her lips. “Welcome to the family fun, Maya.”

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Even through the fabric, you could see the insane size of it. My heart started hammering, and I could already feel myself getting wet between my legs. I forced myself to act calm as I welcomed them in. Kian smiled and said in broken Selric, "Mrs. Tarell, this is a present for you." I hadn't expected a gift at my son's birthday. I opened it. Inside was a seven-inch thick adult toy. My face went burning red in an instant. Kian had no filter, giving me something like that. Was he hinting at something?