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And I wondered if she was even aware of what Luke was playing at. It may have been the alcohol, but everything that the man seemed to do was downright sensual and very inviting. And I slowly, I was falling for that charm. Never once in my wildest dream did I ever think I would look at a man with blonde hair and want to bed him right there and then. But then Luke… “I can assure you, Miss Brown…” Rebecca, the blonde with red lips and hazel eyes said with a dazzling smile. “I am not a reader myself but when that book came out, I just had to get myself a copy.” She countered, and I forced a smile.

There was a fleeting moment of pity in her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. Rebecca was never a kind-hearted person. Since Cedric's father passed away, her world had become hardened, void of any weaknesses. She became a woman who was only firmly interested in benefits, fully embodying the demeanor of an affluent lady. It made people both disgusted and awed. "I agree to your terms," Isabella calmly said while looking in Rebecca's direction. When Rebecca heard this, she smiled. "In that case, none of us will continue to have any difficulties." Isabella's face, which was already somewhat pale, grew even paler.

She felt like vomiting, but she failed to do so. Rebecca picked up the sketches one by one from the ground. After looking at them, she giggled. “These designs are great. Thank you. I’m going to accept them.” “You’re such a despicable person. What else can you do apart from snatching someone else’s things?” Dissatisfied, Catherine began to criticize her. “Yeah. I enjoy snatching things. What can you do about it?” Rebecca gave the two men a wink. “Have a good time with her. You guys must satisfy her, alright?”

“I want to go home,” Rebecca whispered to April-the secretary sitting beside her. Rebecca Clovin, the beautiful manager, felt something strange happening to her body. Her heart was pounding, her whole body felt hot as if sparks were igniting inside her. Yet, at the team dinner held in a five-star hotel, she hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol. From the start, she only intended to treat her team to dinner to celebrate the success of the new product they had developed. She had only eaten steak, salad, and a glass of orange juice...

There was something else, something I hadn't quite unraveled yet. Rebecca remained a enigma to me. She acted as if she despised my touch, yet she had moaned with pleasure at the same time. She fascinated me, capturing my attention, and I had no desire to fight it. Although she had initiated the first move by hiding under my bed, I now held the reins. I wouldn't let go until I had my fill. Locking my unyielding gaze on her, I spoke, "Now, Rebecca. Don't be afraid. There's nothing for you to fear. Have I hurt you?"

, the difference was the color. Rebecca stared in awe!, she knew something, someone or a demon, like her father would appear but she was stunned when she saw a raven beauty step out of the light and towards her, Rebecca stumbled backwards while trying to creep out of the room when someone or something hugged her from behind passionately. Rebecca struggle out of its grip, she turned around to it and her eyes widened, her jaw dropped, the hairs on her body stood. “My love…” Rebecca was dumbfounded how it could be!.

Tomorrow, he would find out he had thrown away a diamond, and I was coming to crush him. My phone rang again. It was a restricted number. I answered. "Rebecca," a deep, dangerous voice said. It wasn't Silas. It was his biggest rival. "I heard you’re finally single. Ready to make him regret every breath he takes?"

I had to see Rebecca. I knocked and told the housekeeper to tell Rebecca I was there. She looked taken aback to see me, but nodded. Seconds later, Rebecca surfaced at the doorway. “What are you doing here? Is everything okay? Is Anna okay?” She asked slightly panicky. I could not help noticing how gorgeous she looked in her white pajamas with her long dark hair falling onto her shoulders. “Phillip?” She asked, puzzled by the way I was staring at her. I pulled her into my arms and smooched her passionately.

JACOB POV I watch Rebecca stand nervously in front of a Dior branch boutique, her brows scrunched as she fiddled with a stray lock of her hair that seemed to enjoy bouncing in the wind. My hands l**k with hers before I stare at Chen and she nods before walking in, ahead of us. "Why're we standing outside here and not going in?" Becca asked me and I smile down at her. "Chen is clearing the place" "What?" She stuttered, her mouth forming into a perfect O shape that has my groin tightening. A flashed image of us in Aspen mountains makes me grunt out too. Becca, kneeling in front of me, her hair falling in waves behind her while I fuck her mouth.

Hunter noticed that he looked deep in thought but that only lasted for a second because Rebecca went to take the rock next his. "How come you only have book 3 of The Mafia Family?" Rebecca was asking him. "No book 1 or 2." He chuckled. "Because that's the only book where their whole system is actually brought down." Rebecca nodded. "Interesting." "Which book did you pick?" "This one." She showed him the cover. "Not really a crime girl but it's all you got." "What do you like?" "Romance." "Why am I not surprised?" Rebecca laughed. "What's that supposed to mean?"