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At some point, even pretending got exhausting. I let myself drift off for real. The comments blew up again. [This is hilarious! Tina's actually brilliant. Everett looked like he was about to pass out! But what happened to her? Why did she suddenly wake up like this?] [Something's off with the story now. Everett's disgusting. The second he heard she had terminal cancer, he's already thinking about divorce and running off with the money.] Running off with the money? That snapped me awake.

Punk. With a wave, I dismissed John, then turned to look at Genevieve. “We've had this conversation before,” I started. “My house is out of bounds. What do you want now?” “What do I want?” She snickered. “Since when have you cared about what I want?” She made a show of biting her finger seductively, then closed the gap between us, slumping into the space beside me and crossing her legs over mine. “I already have what I want?” Her tone dropped, turning sultry. “I have your father. He's obsessed over me. I love him. And I have him at the tip of my finger. If I want you fired, I just have to say it.”

Caine tried to stand up but the thugs each put a hand on Caine's shoulders and pushed him back down in the chair. "Hello Caine," Mister said as he sat down leisurely behind his desk, "I don't have a lot of time to dicker with you, as tonight I'm getting engaged," Mister said in an extremely irritated tone. "So sorry to bother you, but I believe that you may know where my fiance' is," Caine said matter-of-factly.

McLauren looked up from behind his desk, cigar in hand, his expression shifting from mild annoyance to fear he'd never been on the other side of his anger . "What the fuck is this?" Kane demanded, his voice sharp enough to cut. McLauren blinked once. Then leaned back slowly, like he had all the time in the world. "I'm not sure what you're referring to," he said calmly, exhaling a stream of smoke. Kane took a step forward. Mona stayed close behind him, her fingers gripping the back of his hoodie like it was the only thing keeping her steady. "Don't play with me," Kane said, quieter now, but far more dangerous. "You had your men grab her. You had them search her booth. You had them pull out m

Before he left Roman walked up to her, and Raven was caught off-guard, his scent was really good and he was way more handsome up close. "Can I have your number?" "Sure," Raven told him her digits and he saved it. "Talk to you later." Roman winked at her as he went out and when she looked next to him she found Damien watching her. He didn't say anything to her as he also walked out after Roman Early access to chapters: www.patreon.com/taniashava

Lena POV: --- The dream made no sense at all. Cane was at one end of the hallway, standing there with rain-soaked clothes and his hand reaching out toward me. His eyes were agitated, filled with a mix of pleading, anger, and desperation. I could feel Dominic behind me. He was silent and still, not touching me, but close enough that I could feel his warmth radiating toward me. “Come with me,” Cane urged. “You don’t belong in this place.”

Kane's curry-colored pupils shrunk, and in the middle of the day, his thin lips gently opened and closed, "What do you want?" A low voice, slowly asked. Jane Tong's face, under the light of the dormitory, was a little white. She still did not look squarely at Kane, glancing at her head, just jerking up her forehead hair with one hand, exposing the hideous scar on that forehead clearly to Kane's eyes: "Half a million, Mr. Kane ...... I want, in advance, half a million for tomorrow." Kane could see that the woman was trading that kiss from tomorrow for an advance of half a million dollars.

"Gosh! I can never resist the urge to be touched whenever I see a cute guy. I could already feel my body turning mushy and the heat that's pooling between my legs is causing quite a discomfort, But it's a sweet and pleasurable discomfort and that is making me itch for his touch. I don't fucking care if he doesn't play along with my plans, all I fucking want right now is to be screwed by this handsome dude with firm abs and a sturdy chest. I’m sure he'll be so huge down there, filling me up with his huge dick, rocking my whole world upside down. Yeah, I know what you're thinking right now. You think that I am an insatiably whore because I just spent the whole morning with another man and yet

“Mr Brooks, my name is Natalie Collin. Did you miss your way here?”. Natalie mocked. “No,” he said, gaze fixed on her. “But you clearly have. Is this what freedom looks like to you? Grinding on strangers in cheap cologne?” He looked around, eyes scanning the shirtless men hovering too close to her. “Impressive. You’ve downgraded from being my wife to being tonight’s entertainment.” “You better watch the way you speak to my friend.”

I groan as his suck my neck so hard in his mouth. “Please Cane” I was craving him so bad. “Please what? What do you want? He asked, his deep voice is making me reach my orgasm before he even fuck me. “I want you Cane.” He bites my lower lips and drags the head of his dick against my entrance. He pushed his dick into me and I moan, he is so big I don’t think I can ever get use to that. “You want this right” he whispered those words against my heated skin I feel like I am in cloud 9.