THE BILLIONAIRE'S MISTRESS
The rest of the days were beautiful; the nights, more beautiful and magical.
Roxanne waltzed through them in a beautiful halo of happiness. When she wasn't with Jaxon, she thought about him as she read with Grace and Martha, Especially when they read erotic books. It felt like a song, a siren song, pulling her body to his. When she was with him, he was making love to her body in one way or another, with his body, with his words, with his eyes, Or he was f*cking her hard.
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