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"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped. It's just… you looked drained Selene. She felt the anger leave her as she lay back down, curling her knees to her chest. "I was just tired, Daniel. I'm always tired." "Where would you go?" his voice softened. “What?” "If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go?” "Probably a cheap diner in the middle of nowhere, with sticky tables, bad coffee, and those large cherry pies." Daniel’s laughter echoed through the speaker. “A diner? I’m pretty sure you’ve spent all your life at fancy restaurants. How come you want to go to a cheap roadside diner?

Sophia's Pov Later that night, I was sprawled out in a single sofa. The television was on, playing a boring chick lit movie but I just couldn't bring myself to concentrate. All I could see was Marco's thick cock drilling my stepmother's cunt after she sucked my fluids off him. My clit throbbed, still swollen, pressed against the rough material of my shorts. Making myself more comfortable on the couch, the front door swung open. The sounds hit me square on the face- loud, slurpy, kissing sounds filled the living room.

We didn't have a change of clothes and I hoped Ray would remember to come back with some. 'Do you want to watch anything? They actually have Netflix. ' Bry asked after some time, my head on his well sculpted chest. 'Yes, SEE. ' 'You're kidding right? you want to watch that? ' He was actually serious about it. 'I mean, it's very boring to watch a bunch of blind people fighting at equally boring mountains. ' He continued, chuckling at my surprised facial expression. 'Shut up, you said to watch anything. Plus it's not boring, You'll get to see the queen masturbating. ' I was bad at convincing people, and that's the only thing that came to mind about the series.

“But I’m ready to… be here. With both of you. At the same table. That’s all I can give right now.” Luca’s voice was rough. “That’s more than enough.” Sofia let go of Valentina’s hand. Picked up her mug. Took a sip. Then almost casually she said, “We should watch a movie tonight. Something stupid. No romance. No drama. Just… dumb.” Valentina smiled through tears. “I know exactly the one.” Luca nodded. “I’ll make popcorn.” Sofia rolled her eyes. “Don’t burn it this time.”

"You know… Outlander, Game of Thrones, True Blood. Soft porn." She scoffs at me. "We're watching Starz, Daniel, not pay-per-view." I lean back and put my feet up on the coffee table. "Baby, the only difference between Starz and porn is that actual porn doesn't have a plot or as big a budget." She rolls her eyes. "Whatever. Soft porn," she grumbles under her breath. She picks up the popcorn and puts it on the couch between us. I snap up a handful and toss some in my mouth as the review of the last episode plays and the credits roll.

Steven starts laughing loud as I press end and look like I want to puke. Fucking nasty bitches. "dude a fucking machine that is gross",he laughs as I gag. "the mental image makes me want to throw up",I groan as Alexis rubs my back and kisses my chin. She hugs me tight as I stand there feeling gross. "we couldn't trace it my guy said it was far from here so they must be hours away. The cops are looking but if they have any houses in other names we wouldn't know and apparently the cops don't know either",Scott mumbles as he looks at his laptop. He goes back to typing and Alexis sits on his lap kissing him softly. He grins at her and pushes the laptop away hugging her.

Haya who silently listened to him asked the most funniest question " what movie did you watch?" "What?" Rayyan uttered Unbelievably. "You heard me." She glared at him. "Fast and furious, why do you ask?" Rayyan was confused. Haya casually replied " I thought you watched porn." "What the ... Seriously.... Astaghfirullah." Rayyan yelled. "Shush." Haya silenced him. "Like Seriously?" He couldn't believe it. "Whatever." She whisper yelled. "You think so low of me." He glared. Giving her full attention she looked at him " what else would I think?, I mean why not?, You kissed Catherine remember?" She huffed and angrily looked away.

Sophie looked at the closed door, lying flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling blankly, with a sad expression. She tried not to think, her body was a little numb, she went into the bathroom for an hour, dried her hair, sat on the bed a little dejectedly, holding her phone in a daze. She struggled for a long time, and finally couldn't help but dial a familiar number. Sophie didn't know what to say to Wilson. As his mother said, she was not qualified to be his girlfriend, but Sophie was in a depressed mood and wanted to hear his voice.

Alfred mistook my silence for embarrassment and pitifully offered me a glass of red wine. "Nelson, you've got to get out more. Stop obsessing over women all the time. Check this out. This bottle's on the house. Thirty thousand dollars a pop, reserved only for the big shots like us. This one bottle could easily pay your rent for the next few years. Here, try some," he said, handing me a glass.

Then a message beneath it. ~The first video is Joan’s son’s real father. They’re currently together in Miami. Here’s the address. The rage that erupted in me was like a firestorm. I slammed my foot down on the brake, and the car jerked to a sudden stop. I wasn’t wearing my seatbelt, and my head nearly hit the dashboard. My pulse raced with fury. I didn’t hesitate. I opened the folder. There were more than ten videos. The first one loaded slowly, then played.