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It was mid-August and even though night had fallen it was still sweltering hot. Tina was dressed to beat the heat in a low slung denim mini skirt and bikini top, hiking sandals on her feet. She turned more than a few heads in her revealing outfit. At twenty-one years of age, she had a lush yet firm body. Full 36C tits filled her bikini top, her narrow waist flared out gently to her tight round ass, which was clearly evident even though the fullness of her skirt and her long, tanned, athletic legs gave every guy there something to lust over.

Author’s Note: Hey there, readers! 👋 You’ve probably noticed Patricia popping up quite a bit in Arlene and Mago’s story. Curious about her love life? Well, you’re in luck! Patricia has her own rollercoaster romance with Stuart, and trust me, it’s just as intense (and spicy 😉). If you want to dive deeper into her world, check out my other novel right here on GoodNovel titled "Sold to My Ex-Husband." It’s packed with drama, secrets, and a love that refuses to stay buried. Don’t miss it—your next binge-read awaits! 📚✨

The face of Leonard Duncan could melt any woman’s heart from 100 meters distance! He snatched a towel to wrap around his waist, tall and gorgeous body walked out of the bathroom. Patricia was still lying there on the bed without any clothes, sending a seductive smile that she thought would draw his attention as it sometimes could, her hand was playing with her breasts to seduce the most handsome guy she had ever met. Patricia was an 18-year-old Thai-American, studying in a university in Boston. When Leonard first met her, he was pleased with her beauty, and especially her hot roles in bed, like most men who were enjoying sex life.

Honestly, the entire area around the fire is comfortably warm. “Heaters,” Fati says quickly and I notice the heaters that are around the patio. I would take a better look at the area we are in, but she picks that moment to pull off my shirt before bending down and latching her lips to my marking spot. She sucks hard and it’s all I can do not to cum at the feeling of extreme pleasure that rolls through me.

I'm claiming my territory. " Oh, that's a relief," " I don't think we've met before," I say. She and my husband exchange a glance before she smiles and extends her hand to me, " I'm Patricia Home. Zuriel's former ... therapist," I feel my heart sink in my stomach. " P- Patricia?" I narrow my eyes at the child abuser. She takes a step back. I glare at my husband, who tightens his hold on my hand, but I fight to get it back. Is he in contact with this woman?

“That’s good to know. But really, I don’t care if I don’t have kids. Chris and I are happy as we are.” Patricia gave me a knowing look through the steam, and I could feel my cheeks heating up. “If you say so,” she said, standing and letting rivulets of water run down her bare skin. “But the way your cheeks turn pink when you talk about it tells me differently…” I felt a lump form in my throat as I watched Patricia step out of the bath. Was I that transparent? I mean, I had obviously considered it before, but I didn’t think it was that obvious how much I secretly craved a little family…

That was her fate—to be photographed next to the Leonardo Carter on their private fate. And Patricia jolted up at the sight of the both of them across her tv. Reaching for her remote, she increased the volume to the voice of the reporter. "Just in, in a photograph taken right outside the windows of Leonardo's nearly opened hotel, TMZ reports that the billionaire sensation looks to have moved on from his former lover. He is seen clinging to this new beau, who by the way i can confirm is stunning in that dress as the two share a love-stare." Patricia was repulsed by the headlines, by the voice—by everything.

" How did this happen! She hit the steering wheel over and over again. She has everything now! First she stole my father! Then Elliot! Now, my life! I should be the one living like a queen and not that island freak! Her cellphone rang, she picked it up and answered. Mom! " Sweetheart, any news? Patricia asked. I told you to be quick with the details I need. We have to destroy Keisha once and for all. By the way, I received the pictures you took of her and Seb at the party. But I need more, do something to force yourself in her life. Learn everything about that sluts.

​ "It's not crazy." ​ "Ah! You lunatic! Why do you have to do these insane things to me? What kind of karma am I paying for to have to deal with someone like you?" Patricia thrashed and struck out at him as he shoved her down onto the sofa. He worked to strip off her shorts and her tiny underwear until she was completely bare. No matter how much she kicked or struggled, he remained unfazed. She quickly grabbed a large throw pillow to hug against herself, curling her legs in tight and making herself as small as possible.

I asked, begrudgingly pointing at a naked Patricia, still sitting on the edge of the bed, giving me the nastiest look I had ever seen. “Why not Patricia?” He continued. “She knew just how much I was suffering by putting up with you. Unlike you, she can actually give me what I want. And it did not have to take two freaking years!” “Henry—” “And unlike you, Patricia isn't boring in bed. She actually does the things I want. The things you could never do. So yeah. I went for her.”