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Her black eye mask was lace and had diamonds covering the edges. Richard began to see in tunnel vision when the woman winked at him as she passed by. Her shoulder-length blonde, curly hair lightly stroked against his cheek, and he breathed in vanilla as it did, an expensive perfume that tingled his senses. Richard turned and blushed when he watched her perfect hourglass silhouette with a dancing round bottom as she walked in her black stiletto heels. And since she knew he would see her leave, she quickly looked over her shoulder and smiled. "Who is that?" Richard asks Ava, "Oh, it's Candice- And she's expensive,"

There she was. ©Pop Precious

"What about you two?" Aries pointed towards what he wanted, "I'm going to get a parfait." "I w-want the apple pie with the i-ice cream and nuts. C-Can I get t-that?" She timidly peeked up at us, peering through her thick lashes as she shly asked her question. My beast cooed at her adorableness. Such a submissive little creature. It makes me want to ruin it, yet at the same time cherish it. On one hand, I wanted to fuck it out of her. Roughly taking her from behind, teeth sinking in her sweet neck as I listened to her screams of pleasure. On the other hand, I wanted to protect her from all things that will take away that sweet innocence. Kill anything that will taint what I cherish.

Musa said and Nayyab almost choked. What?! She can't even afford to be here?! "Oh yeah sure sure. Who's she by the way?" Sabina asked curiously. "A family friend, Nayyab." He said smiling softly. "Ah let me look at her, oh my she is really precious just like her name means Nayyab (precious)." She said smiling at the beautiful girl and Nayyab smiled widely thinking, Okay I take my words back, she is not a goat...she is nice.

"Thank you precious girl he's perfect, you're perfect." THE END

Then she packs everything in his bag, leaves the toilet ready for the CEO to use, and leaves the door open for him to see it is free. She comes out of the bathroom, and sits at her desk with her mirror and does her simple makeup. In her ears she wears two black pearls. Black stilettos and matching bag completed the outfit. She looks at the clock. It was 6 pm. The shower noise tells her that the CEO is taking a shower, and her heart jumps. The man was handsome, and the urge to spy was great. With great willpower, she pushes the idea out of her head. At 6:30, the CEO calls Saphira. She takes her tablet and her bag and, side by side with her boss, she takes the elevator down to the parking lot.

Her knees dug into my pelvis and the sensation was extraordinary. I didn’t know how to convince her with sweet words, with the same tenderness I saw other men do. "You say you owe me," I told her. She looked up, making it all come back. "Pay me." "How?" "Stay." My hand rose to her face. She flinched. It broke my heart how terrified she truly was. My finger caressed her cheek, enjoying the sultry radiation she gave. Her breath cut as she shut her eyes, she, too enjoying it. I could see it, feel it. It was an unbelievable sensation I knew this stranger could only give me. My thumb traced circles around her cheekbones and down the space between her chin and cheek.

My fingers trembled slightly, but the steady work was a welcome distraction. She sat by the fire and began roasting meat on an iron spit. The smell filled the room, making my empty stomach twist. She stirred the pot with care, her lips moving silently. At first, I thought she was humming, but when I listened closer, I realized it was a prayer. “Who are you praying to?” I asked softly. She gave me a look, as if the answer should have been obvious. “To the Moon Goddess, of course. And to Alpha Rowan. May his spirit not be lost in the dark. May he rise again where our eyes cannot see.”

Still, an ache tightened in her chest as she realized she might never see this mesmerizing stranger again. But her heart leaped as she noticed the relaxed figure that had been sprawled across the cushions suddenly shift and stride toward her, his movements slow and deliberate. Her breath hitched as he stopped in front of her, close enough that she could feel warmth radiating from him. "This gem..." His low, velvety voice sent a thrill down her spine as his words reverberated between them. She barely had time to register his presence beside her ear, feeling his breath brush her skin, "...is the most precious in existence, a diamond, unparalleled." His voice, a mix of admiration and something

she sniffs looking at him close his eyes as his head fell low. "No..no..no..wake up,"she screams letting her tears fall out as she couldn't hold it anymore, hugging him tight she screams while she she cries out aloud "You said that you would be with me," she screams with her aching dry throat ,her tears falling uncontrollably. "Please.....,"she hugs him tight against her chest "Please,"she screams crying out loud. ~flashback ends~ Xing sits in front of the mirror looking at her image, her two maids are seated behind her. Unpinning her hair they let her long black straight hair fall over her back.