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Clara sat on a small sofa there in the room and clenched her thighs together as she watched them reach their orgasms together. After a few minutes, Fernandez stood up but Clara kept lying down, running her hands over her body and biting on her lower lip. “Thank you for coming Miss Christine. Feel free to book an appointment with us… at any time” Fernandez breathed out. Your video clip will be ready and sent to you by tomorrow. Your privacy is safe with us and won't be put up anywhere or sold without your consent.” He said and Christine nodded before leaving. She knew she was definitely going to book an appointment with him again soon.

she then hand over her hand when no one accepted it Claire stood up and smile at her and took her hand for a handshake "Claire Dawson, nice to meet you" Claire introduced herself smiling "This is James Bezos my boyfriend. I mean fiancee" she introduced Kuya by pointing her finger at him Christy smile and so as Kuya "This is Hailey Samantha Taylor and her date Kalix Connor" Christy smiled at them Sam just looked at her while Kalix smiled back "Samantha the model. Of course, my pleasure to meet you here" Christy smiled but Sam didn't "The pleasure is mine," Sam said then look away. Christy's smile vanished. I smirked well that's Sam.

--- Three nights later, Vasili sent the first update. Claire was seeing a therapist. Private sessions. No public records. No digital trace. But Vasili had found the woman—Dr. Imani Burke. Quiet, discreet. Easily paid. Evelyn smiled for the first time in weeks. “Have her record the sessions,” she replied. “And after?” “Leak the worst parts. The right clips. Claire crying. Claire admits guilt. Claire is traveling.” She could already imagine the media’s feeding frenzy. The sweetheart survivor cracks. Was it all a lie?

--- My Phone Vibrates One final time. --- Unknown Number. --- New Message. --- I Open It And immediately regret it. --- > You're finally getting close. Trust nobody. Especially Clara. Because at that exact moment— Clara walks into the room and sees her name lying on Elena's file.

Charlie rushed to the rooftop, climbed directly into the helicopter, and hurriedly demanded, “Get to Elite Vault Enterprise as soon as possible!” *** Meanwhile, at Elite Vault Enterprise. As Claire was slowly lying down with no strength to struggle, Daniel grinned excitedly and stretched out his hands, trying to take Claire’s clothes off! At this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open! An ugly woman with an aggressive look stampeded into the room along with a few big and brawny men! Seeing Daniel’s hands on Claire’s clothes, the woman cursed furiously, “Daniel Koch! How dare you cheat on me!” Daniel recoiled in shock!

He hummed, letting go of my breasts and my heart slammed against my rib cage. "You're leaving?" His eyes darkened and he hummed, cupping my jaw. His thumb stroked my lips, pressing heavily on the lower one. "Do you not want me to?" "No," I whispered a bit too quickly to my surprise. "Please... I- I need more." "I do not fuck my clients, Claire," He murmured. "It's stated there expressly on the site. I'll help you achieve your pleasure—" "Please, Enrique," I murmured, reaching between us to grab his dick. He hissed as I began stroking. "I'll never contact you again after this, if that's what you want or I'll... I'll pay double."

I reply like she's the dummy, “Claire Eastwood, Queen of Sabbel High and cheerleader captain of the Sabbel Boars. Girlfriend to the team captain and king of Sabbel High Also… Second-rated teen influencer with over a million followers short of being the top, aren't you that Claire Eastwood?” She growls into the phone, “You better watch your back, you and little musketeers ‘cause if you pigged-faced sluts think you can take what I— ” I cut off her tirade, “It's already taken Claire, stop panting over it.” I end the call and my phone rings again and I check the caller ID before answering, “Did you find anything?” “He was either raised by a monk to explain his strict routines or he's onto us,” M

I asked calmly, hoping that she’d say yes. "I am certain that I'll be able to." she said, then I made a silent wish hoping that Bill’s theory was correct. "Alright, look at the following picture on my phone, swipe to your right until you recognize the person" I said and gave her my phone. I had gathered the picture of every female in the pack. Not wanting to wait for Lucy again. Claire swiped through the pictures on the phone uttering "no" on each one, with Nelson sitting on the other side of her. The first was Lucy Richards, then Maya Woods , then Nora Walker, Anna Perkins , then Jennifer Alvarez, then Zoe Wilson , then Eva Watkins

Claire heard the door open then closed. She looked at the door and saw that Vladimir was gone, but the contract was still there. “I won’t sign those papers! Hmmph!” After wiping away her tears Claire looked at him in the eyes and grabbed the contract from his hand. She searched a pen inside her bag but she couldn't find one, she looked at him again and saw pen on his coat. She walked near him and grabbed the pen. “Okay, I’ll sign it then.” Claire signed the contract without rereading it.

Claire pulled back, and shook her head vehemently. “I will not be tricked by you. Not now, at least. No matter how hot you are.” Claire said, and John scoffed, winking at her. He reached for another wing, and devoured it while Claire watched, salivating. “Shower quickly.” She said. **** "What did I miss?" Claire asked the second they reappeared. "Magdalena has formally admitted that her preference for short, bald men is a fetish," Nikita reported. “No way!” Claire gasped in disbelief.