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He stirred slightly but stayed asleep, a small smile on his face. I slipped out of bed carefully, grabbing his oversized shirt and pulling it over my naked body. I padded quietly to the living room, poured myself a glass of orange juice, and settled on the couch with my phone. Time to see how the internet was treating my dear Roxette. I logged into my main account first, then switched to the several anonymous burner accounts I had created just for this. The videos were everywhere. Multiple angles. Different phones capturing the exact moment Roxette stepped into the venue in that pathetic bunny costume. Her shocked face. The way her breasts were pushed up obscenely. The tiny bottom that barel

She stammered, "A-aunt R-Roxanne, I don't need this-" "Not right now... but you will need it in the future," Roxanne winked at Claire and picked out a few more sets of revealing lingerie before giving them to Claire. "I'm old but I still use these to seduce my hubby. After I give him a strip tease, he gives me whatever I want." Heat crept up Claire's face. Now that was information she didn't have to know. "Um... that's good?" She replied sheepishly. "But there's nothing going on between Oliver and me-"

Roxanne stood at the light pink doorway with her arms crossed against her chest. She was already dressed, and dear goddess, she looked so good. Her dress was ridiculously short, revealing her perfect legs and it had a stunning red colour that suddenly reminded me of… “Is there a reason your dress is the exact same shade of red as Orion’s hair?” I questioned her with a small teasing smile on my lips. Roxanne rolled her eyes so hard they nearly disappeared into the back of her skull. “I will actually smother you in this bath if you don’t get up right now.”

And they would see us here, with Ronan seated on the throne and me, naked and bare on his lap. “Don’t deny that the mere idea of that doesn’t make you want this more. I can smell your juices, Zira.” Ronan raises my body and then pulls my gown down in one clean sweep. He doesn’t have the same patience for my panties as he rips it apart in one tug. “If anyone enters now, they would get to see how beautiful you look, with your juices trailing your thighs…” “They would see what you look like when I’m pleasing you.” Ronan unzips his pants and pulls out his cock. It’s rock hard with all the veins on it and looks red and angry.