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" I looked back to face him. "I have money. More than anyone can imagine. I own a house in Italy, Birmingham, Sweden, New York, California, and in about a few days here. I sold my last one. So I don't want to hear what you have and what makes you rich. I want to know what separates you from half those other rich idiots out there." He was taken back. "You have a bad attitude which probably explains why you're here with that phony. You have nothing special that every other female here doesn't have. So maybe you should be telling me what's so great about you." I walked a few inches towards him so now we were eye to eye. "I am Sugar, that's what's great about me." It was like something clicked i

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Jason said cheerfully behind the kitchen table. "Looks like we have to eat now. Jason's cooking something good," said Gustav very happily. The middle-aged man had now stepped first towards the dining table and sat on a chair. "Aren't you eating? Sit down quickly. I cooked something special today," Jason said to Patricia who just stared at him. The woman gave a sweet smile and now also walked towards the dining table. The smell of the spaghetti bolognese that Jason was making was wafting up. Really good smell even with pretty simple food. "You've got to finish all of them with nothing left, OK?"

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Money, dominance and women ruled these men, and that is where 30% of my money came from. Stepping into Fang, the scent of sex and pheromones hit me like brick and caused me to nearly gag. After spending an afternoon with Caterina and her deliciously pure fragrance, these ones assaulting my nose felt criminal. I spot the tall and bulky frame of my Enforcer, Dominik, as soon as I step inside. “Boss,” came his voice through the crowd. He was an MMA fighter of old with long white hair and silver eyes which made him look as he should: Terrifying. I nod, and he follows me to the back of the club to where my office lay.

Lucky them. Grabbing a packet of chocolate and a tin of diet coke, I walked pass the group of dorks who were busy eating whilst talking about god knows what. Escaping my regular table, I sat in the far left corner, opposite to them. I placed a pair of earphones in my ears, the song---If only by Dove Cameron blasting through it. Suddenly my peace was interrupted by a manipulative bitch. Arching an eyebrow, I tried to read the words that sprouted out of her mouth.

I couldn't take any more and removed her pants along with her panties and plunged my face between her folds immediately causing Isabella to respond with a gasp that when I lightly licked her clit turned into a moan. I loved hearing it so I repeated the action again and she moaned again, that sound was spellbinding and this time as I grabbed her by the buttocks pulling her closer to me to get better access to her delicious pussy, I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked hard as I heard her scream with pleasure and she moved against my eager mouth, at that moment I took the opportunity to plunge two fingers inside her and stimulate her G-spot without stopping sucking and she ended up cummi

My heart leaped at how cold and demanding he sounded but that didn't bother Cyrene as she just kept going, dragging me along with her. "Cyrene, I think Mr. Steele is mad." I whispered. She just smirked to herself and I can't help but wonder where she gets this confidence to disrespect our boss. "He should be." She said meaningfully and hearing nothing more from our boss, she successfully dragged ourselves to a very famous bar.

“Hi! I’m Reggie. I’m the maknae and, no doubt, the cutest member of DMG. Even though I’m the youngest, my hyungs should stop asking me to cook kimchi-bokkuem because I can’t. I can’t even cook eggs.” “You can cook ramyeon,” Cyber jumps in. “Oh, right! I can cook ramyeon. Also, I’m into soccer and I’m prolly the biggest Ronaldo fan.” “Hello! I’m Neo. I compose EDM and I like computer games too. I’m (almost) unbeatable on StarCraft. Even though I’m not the maknae, I’m the one who cooks a big pan of kimchi-bokkeum for the group’s secret late-night snacks.”

he muttered before Matteo heard the beep sound of the phone, he pulled it away from his ear and looked at Stefano "This had better be worth it" he grumbled out to the man, and Stefano just smiled and clicked his teeth. "It sure is Teo" he muttered making Matteo to growl out, he was really beginning to hate that stupid Nickname. **** Spade sighed out as he got up, picking up his jacket, he turned off the laptop, closed the wine glass encasing and picked up his car keys, he walked out of the office, turning off the lights because he might not return tonight again.