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"Well, let me make you more handsome" I smirk. "Grayson, give me my dagger" Grayson quickly hands it to me and turn back to Peter, I squat to his head's level again. I see him gulp nervously, fear in his eyes but he quickly switch to a bold look. "Mr handsome, let's add a little something to your hottness, yeah?" I raise my dagger and wave it in front of his eyes. "W-what...do you wanna do?" He asks. I smile sinisterly.

Peter warned coldly, shooting the man a sharp glare. Adam shivered. “Alright! Alright!” Peter and Adam aside, there were other young, beautiful celebrities with them. Annabelle Laking was one of them. Regardless of who they were, all of them were Black Athens’ very best celebrities, each with incredible fame and even more fans of their own. It was obvious why Peter brought the women with them. He was hoping that their beauty would delight Zayn. After all, according to his research, the man was still a bachelor. To him, it meant the man must be a Casanova!

The one with the hot pan asked, moving closer to Adriana. Adriana gulped as she stared at the hot pan. She closed her eyes and screamed out loud as the pains went through her body. The hot pan was pressed hard against her skin and in a few seconds it was removed, Adriana breathed heavily, returning from the hell ride but she was sent back to that hell ride as the hot pan was pressed against her skin in a few seconds. "Stop!!!!!" She screamed out but all she could hear was their laughter. The hot pan was finally removed from her body and dropped back into the coal.

Never. My lead attorney was planning to retire soon and I already had a name for the position. “Peter likes to party a lot?” I asked, playing absentmindedly with her hair. “Peter? God no. As exuberant as he can be, he’s actually shy. I think none of his relationships have ever worked because he’s never let go.” Hmm, were there homosexuals in The Eden? I should ask Jeff about it. Because if Vivienne found love by coming here, maybe Peter got the same luck.

Peter pretend to be cool in his heat wave, looking into her brown eyes reading the challenge, he reached for the lotion. “If you are up for the challenge, I am interested in a steamy romance with a gorgeous but mysterious stranger. Sometimes, I want passion, sometimes I want pure raw lust, but fireworks there definitely must be, toned down in the disguise of possible love wrap in trust. I am dutiful but for you I will turn into a devil,” Peter quoted from one of his letter. “Your memory is good. What now?” Sammy looked into his eyes reading the reflection of her desire.

Spotting them, Peter smirked, "Couldn't muster the guts to come solo, huh? Needed your assistant?" "You'll soon figure out why Nolan's here," Yohan replied. "Now that you're here, you won't be leaving alive." "Let's see who's got more life left," Yohan said, stepping forward, hands in his pockets. "You should be scared," Peter warned. "I don't play with words, Peter." "So why'd you come? To die?" "To kill," his eyes turned dark. Peter smirked confidently, "Every staff in this hotel is mine. One signal from me, and they'll shower you with bullets. Not a drop of your blood will be left."

"I'm warning you, darlin'. Push me over the edge and there might not be anything left for you." Even with the danger of their situation subconsciously lurking in her mind, she had to tease him. "I can't believe that Gabriel Peralta is suddenly only good for one bite of the apple." "In your dreams. I'm just telling you we don't have much time and I don't want to come until I'm inside you." He grabbed her hands, lifting them away and levered himself onto the bed, positioning himself between Rachel's thighs. "Quick and dirty, darlin'," he told her, "but I'll still take the top of your head off."

Beatrix looked away without a care. “You dare traumatize my little sis. You aren’t even sorry for what you did and you come here to insult me. What do you know?” Lavana bellowed after Peter had taken off his pants. Now he was left with his purple hat and his black Speedo. He quickly took off his hat and used it to cover his crotch area. “You… aren’t you an Omega?” “Yeah. But I’m a special one. You insult me again, I’ll burn your hat.”

“Well… well, does it matter? I feel better having her suffer right here.” Pausing for a brief moment, Kim began “you need an heir, she can't give that to you.” Then pulling herself closely to his chest, perhaps the touch of her titties on his chest will make him reconsider this time. “why don’t you try that with me. I am young too.” Her alluring voice came to play as she intentionally pressed and brushed her hooters onto his chest. He smiled. “hmmm”. His cunny smile continued “hmm...”. Then his eyes narrowed while gazing at her calmly “hmm... you don’t understand what you ask for”.

Like he was afraid that I might slip away from his hold. "I want to fuck you on the balcony." Peter put his hand on my waist again. He closes the door after giving a thank you to the man. He hugged me on my back, pressing his lower body on my butt. "Feel my hard dick, my lady. Feel how he wants you to take him into your hot mouth, my lady." He easily slid his hand on my folds, making me gasp in surprise when I felt the coldness of his hand. "Fuck! You are wet again."