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They could replicate any taste for him. “I know that but why don't you try once?” Sabrina asked him. She was not going to listen to his old excuses. She was Sabrina Taylor and she gets what she wants, “I know that Nicholas Hart has a particular way of life but since you are not in your country, you can just be the Nick I used to know who loved being a wild teenager. You can be him again.”

I called in Troy and Carter. " Bad news guys. Dexter the rogue king is after my mate. They were the only ones who knew the full details about Sabrina.They both were shocked as I showed them the letter. We talked briefly for a few minutes before I left to get Sabrina. She was ready when I got there. She wore a black skinny jeans with a white tank top and her hair was pulled into a ponytail. She wore little makeup. She looked really beautiful. As she saw me she waved and smiled. I opened the car door for her as she entered. We talked a lot as we pulled into the shopping district.

Emma just laughed. ​ “Fine! He’s hot. There. You happy?” ​ “Yes! Now you gotta hook up with him,” Sabrina sipped her drink. “I can see it all now. You win the contest, and he can’t resist you. Your hot body and sexy brain are too much for him. He whisks you off the stage,” Sabrina embellished. “And he takes you to his impeccably designed home, because of course he designed it, and you two will make sweet passionate love for hours and hours.”

The blonde ignored me, turning her attention to Lucas again. “What’s your name Mr. Hotty?’’ Goddess, what was up with the nicknames. Lucas looked at her with disgust, but she didn’t care. “ A man as hot like you clearly needs a woman like me to help you relax. You look tense. Goddess, look at those hands.’’ She stared at my mate’s hands like she actually wanted to lick them. The sight made me sick. “Listen blondie, take a step back.’’ Sabrina spoke. She turned to Sabrina with a faux-sweet smile. “You must be Sabrina,” she said, extending her hand like this was some kind of friendly introduction. “Hi, I’m Brittney.”

“We are going to find out if there is anything else you can do.” “I'm not a specimen.” Justin giggled. “You need to be one until further notice.” Janeka said, as they heard footsteps approaching. She looked at the door. “I thought you left for work.” Janeka said the minute she saw Sabrina step in. Her clothes were dusty, her cheeks were covered with grease, so were her knees and eyebrows, and she was wearing red rubber gloves that were stained with grease. “I am working on Eamon's car.” Sabrina said failing to notice Justin. She walked over to the fridge, opened it, and got herself a chilled bottle of water. Pouring a glass of water, she gulped it down before she smiled at Justin who waved b

Not then. *** Later in the afternoon, Sabrina knocked gently on my door. She had a laptop tucked under her arm and an energy about her that hadn’t dulled since the day we met. “Got a minute?” she asked. I gestured for her to come in. She set the laptop on my desk, spun it around, and switched to full-screen mode. The photos she’d taken scrolled across the screen—me at the tasting table, me inspecting cocoa beans, me with Donna’s favorite chocolate molds in the background.

A raspy voice that sounded like a witch from hell could be heard from the other end of the line. “Do you know that your Sabrina is an extremely rotten thing! She had been involved with so many men, but why do you still like her that much? Why? Don’t you know she has a tainted past? She was involved with your cousin, Nigel, and had slept with that broke guy named Zayn. She was even…involved with your biological brother, that b*stard on Star Island.”

"I want to give her a proper proposal before marrying her, but first I want to make sure that all the enemies from our lives are vanished. And, I feel threatened by Merem and her father. Because they never take the word NO. And, Sabrina just said No on their faces." "You are her man, Carlos. So, obviously you will know better now than anyone that Sabrina doesn't give a shit about anything. She is fearless, smart and capable. How do you think she reach the top scale of the business. Yes, with the thirst for her revenge, but even to take the revenge, one has to be inteligent and she proved that she is more than that, so instead of being worried about your woman.

“You know, I bet he’s got some moves that would make even the kinkiest p**n star jealous.” I get all flustered and my eyes widen at how direct and shameless Sabrina is. She doesn’t seem to care about what people think of her and in a weird way, I find that refreshing. She's not so bad. Just different. “Ah, I think I hit the nail on the head!” she teases. “You’re blushing like a schoolgirl! He must be so good.” This woman isn't dropping this anytime soon.

Her hands moved down my bare chest and then to my nipples and then my pants. “Stop it, Sabrina,” I warned, stopping her hands from going further. But Sabrina was stubborn. That was how she became one of my favourite sluts. She never took no for an answer either. “Are you sure you want me to stop, baby? You haven't even touched me,” she purred. “I'm wet and ready for you,” she moaned in my ears. I stood up abruptly. “Get out, Sabrina; your work is done here!” “But…” she straightened, looking up at me in disbelief.