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"Tell me, pretty face—was it better than what my dear other half gave you?" Ms Campbell's body jerked like I had struck her. Her hand flew toward my face. I caught it. Effortless. I lifted her wrist, brushing my lips against her knuckles. "Careful, darling," I murmured. "You could hurt someone with that." She yanked her hand away, her breath uneven. Then— "You're not Dante, are you?" Tsk. So slow. I rolled my wrist, cracking the joint again. Pop. Pop. Pop.

he said finally. Seeing as he loved it, Dailey figured she would try to like it too. She did like the main characters female minions, who fawned over him like sexy maids. At one point the main character used one of his minions as a chair—a play she recognised. When she cast him a suspicious glare he laughed. “Shush,” he said. “Or I’ll use you as a footstall right now.” Knowing it wasn’t a bluff, Dailey conceded, turning her attention back to the girls on the screen.

“Now crawl to every guy here and introduce yourself properly. Tell them your rule.” There were only three other men in the room with him. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled slowly and seductively across the floor, swaying my hips and arching my back to look as slutty as possible. I stopped in front of the first man. “My name is Poppy,” I said softly, looking up into his eyes. “I love cock, cum, and being fucked. Use me anyway you want, so long as you don’t tell my husband.”

"What the hell are you supposed to be?" "Morty. Morty's an elf. Morty don't want to talk to you because Morty don't want trouble." "Don't pay attention to the stupid elf, he's a coward. The name's zeta by the way." she said then she walked in. She was pretty huge for a woman and she kinda looked scary with her shoulder length black hair, deep grey eyes and a snake tattoo on her arm. "I like to get to know to the prisoners before I kill them. Now, tell me bout urself"

I said and she allowed me go up to my room. I shut the door and jumped on the bed happily. I stared at the pictures we took and then used one of my phone's wallpaper. It looked perfect on it. I began to undress when my phone began to ring. I reached for it and it appeared to be Elena. Hey Girlfriend!! Hey Celine. You sound so happy what's up? Nothing. I am just In a good mood today. Really? And what's the cause?? Nothing much. How are you??

He said and Jack smiled sheepishly. "I am sorry. I lost the count of time when I paint". He brushed the hair at his nape. "It’s okay Jack. I am happy as long as you are happy. By the way can we see what did you paint"? Em said looking into his eyes. She saw his eyes turning from warm to hesitant. "It’s... It’s". He turned to remove the cover hesitantly. Oscar and Em held their breath when they saw the beautiful portrait of a baby snuggled into his chest.

"What are you doing?" "Doing what you couldn't," Poppy's voice echoes within my mind, a sharp retort laden with determination. I'm caught off guard, unprepared for her sudden assertion of control. Her takeover is swift and seamless. "Poppy, whatever you're planning, stop. Right now isn't the time for games. Give me back control," I urge, my voice tinged with urgency as I push against her dominance, determined to regain command of my own body. "You two are mates. I don’t understand why you think he needs space from you. If anything, you should be the one with him right now in his darkest moments," Poppy interjects, her words challenging my perspective.

Every person who had underestimated me. I smiled, a cold, dangerous smile. They won’t see me coming. And then my phone buzzed, an unknown number. “Tonight, the first move begins,” a text read. I looked up, heart racing. The city lights outside reflected in my window, painting streaks of red and gold. Adrian was right. This was war. And I was already in it. The thought made my pulse race, fear, excitement, and something else I didn’t dare name. I was no longer just Nora Vaughn, the obedient daughter. I was a player. And Adrian Cole… he was both my ally and my storm.

But her time is now and she will take him to the whole galaxy. She knocked and entered the bedroom and saw a shirtless Ray with a cigarette burning red on his lips. She got to work and pulled down infront of him taking off his trousers together with his boxer shorts. She kneeled infront of him and worked her magic on his d**k, blowjob, handjob you name it , Poppy was giving it her all. Ray was not a very huge man but average and has nice veins running down on his penis ; and that alone was a win for any girl.