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“Do you need some privacy?” The look on his face told me what I was about to watch wasn’t good. I furrowed my brows to brush away the uneasiness washing over me. With a deep sigh, I started the video just after the man left. The angle was clear, showing every humiliating detail of what the man did to Mila. He was a dirty blond, well-built. My heart tightened as I saw Mila resisting him—screaming, begging—but she couldn’t save herself. It was obvious she was drugged.

“Wait, my child. Stay for at least ten minutes. Talk to us. At least go see your aunt. I can’t prepare anything for you to eat, but Sona will be here soon and she’ll bring something.” “Really? Where is Sona?” Magdalena asked angrily. At the same time, she took out the sandwiches she had bought at the airport for the journey and placed them on the table for them. “Sona is at work. She works in a restaurant washing dishes and usually comes home late.” “I can’t wait for her today, but when she comes, tell her to be home tomorrow morning.” Nazi did not know the truth. Sona worked in a low-class whorehouse in the area. She worked as a prostitute, mostly serving truck drivers. She earned very litt

Natalia The Underground was exactly what its name suggested—a basement club constantly thrumming with music so loud that I could feel it in my chest. Perfect for a conversation I didn’t want anyone to overhear. Mila was already waiting in a discreet corner booth when I arrived, nursing a cocktail and wearing a slinky black dress that helped her blend in. I had come in the same outfit I’d worn all day: a pair of jeans and a long-sleeve top. Hardly clubbing attire, but everyone was too drunk to notice anyway.

Her eyes met mine again, and I don't think I've ever seen such dark, wanton eyes staring at me. With her lips parted, her hair sticking up from every end, and a pink flush decorated her chest and cheeks, and she looked fucking beautiful. Too beautiful to be mine. I switched; my wet tongue trailed between her breasts so that I could get to the other one. I could feel the heat and wetness of her cunt on my pants, and even though there was a barrier between us, I could feel just how close Mila was. I've never been with a woman who could cum just with nipple play, yet it made this moment even more special. I had promised her I'd memorize her body, and I would.

Not only that, but he seemed to have helped her shower too. Mila suddenly realized. She opened her eyes in shock and quickly put her hands under the blanket. She was stunned when she touched her naked body. She felt like she was going crazy. What exactly did she do with Nathan after blacking out yesterday? Mila was shocked as she gasped. She nervously lifted the blanket and peeked at her body. "Ah!" She still couldn't accept the fact that she had engaged in sex uncontrollably when drunk. She pulled up the blanket to cover her head because she felt very embarrassed.

I quickly turned the screen away, but a dark smirk grew on my face. It was a very dirty picture. Milo had taken a picture of himself in the shower. He had no clothes on at all. And he had sent it directly to Talia two nights ago. "He sent her his nude pictures," I said, a dry laugh escaping my mouth. "He actually sent her dirty videos too." "That is disgusting!" Maya gagged, still covering her eyes. "Why are you laughing?" "Because," I smiled, "he just gave me a giant weapon." "What do you mean?" she asked, peeking through her fingers.

As she took a step back, Arthur sucked in a huge breath, she was not just beautiful, to him she was a dick-hardening, soul-sucking, seductive monster. "Was it for some lame reason or because you couldn't remove your eyes from your perfect mate," Mila growled as folded her hands and crossed them around her breasts. The movement, even though in anger, made Arthur dizzy. Mila was wearing nothing but flimsy black underwear and a bra. Her bra was so feeble that her breasts, those deliciously perfect curves were almost peeking out. And as she crossed her arms around them, she unintentionally, perked them for his benefit.

“I would never betray you. You know that. You know me.” “Don’t lie to her, Felix,” Nadine said in a saccharine voice. “You were into it. I can’t say I’m sorry for seducing your little prince, Mila, because he’s an excellent kisser.” She winked at Mila. Mila’s face remained stoic. “Get out,” she said, her voice both quiet and intense. “Get out of this room and get out of my sight.” Nadine crossed her legs. “I think I’ll stay. I want a front-row seat to the big blowout.”

Everything felt hot and steamy and a little too quiet. We had been laughing. Just minutes ago, we were screaming and chasing each other with buckets, fighting over who got to shower first. But now, Mila was staring at me. Not my face. Not my eyes. My tits. Her gaze was so obvious I didn’t even know how to react until she tilted her head and said it out loud like it was nothing. “Fuck. Both your tits are huge.” I blinked at her, dripping and breathless, and I couldn’t tell if she was drunk on heat or water or something else entirely. Juno looked up from where she was rinsing her arms and started giggling.

That man was going to rape her! “Enjoying it hm? There is not a single woman who will stand the torment of this pleasure baby. Including you. Even though you scream and beg to be released, your body responds in the opposite way. Your body wants great pleasure, doesn't it? So I hope you don't become a hypocrite woman, Mila. Just enjoy our hot game tonight, because maybe you won't get it again another time," Ezra said casually before he stripped off all of Mila's clothes and his clothes.