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He thought. “what do you want?” Maria asked but the tape on her mouth made her voice inaudible. She was practically defenseless. Zack pulled the tape off her mouth violently. “Ouch!!” Maria screamed glaring at her attacked “For fuck’s sake!” Zack laughed silently, this girl was still able to cuss even with her current situation. “I really don’t want to waste too much of both our time, just tell me what I need to know and I’m out of here.” He told her

“Don’t even think you can keep those moans low; I will fuck you so hard that you will moan uncontrollably loud.” Fuck, Denver doesn’t just say anything; he says it and does it. I’m driving insane now; my legs are shaking because of the position I’m lying in and the fast thrust. “Nobody should hear me. It’s a club.” I whisper, giving him sexy glances, and I bite my lips seductively at him again. “Don’t you think that’s what I want? Let them hear your moan. I want them to know who is making you moan this crazy. I want them to know you are mine, and they should fucking not trespass.”

Spirit ignored him and continued to look at Chris. “You slammed your fork down, spoke rudely to me and growled at your brother for babysitting me. It was a very good act. But Chris, you're a kind and compassionate man. It is deeply wired into your nervous system." Chris smiled faintly, though he looked deeply intrigued. "Is kindness a physical trait now?" “It affects your actions," Spirit replied. "When you shouted those mean words at me, your eyes instinctively blinked three times very quickly right after the sentence. That is a subconscious tic. Your body felt guilty for being rude to me, even though you were just acting."

“I hired a private investigator to look into this two days ago. “There was no legitimate supply chain. That supposed clinical trial was never approved by the authorities. It was an investigational drug being circulated through unauthorized channels. “And yet, you somehow got access to it every week. “Tell me. Where exactly was an unemployed man getting tens of thousands of dollars’ worth of an unapproved drug regularly? “You weren’t. Mr. Townsend never participated in a clinical trial. You were repeatedly exposing him to an experimental drug that should never have been administered outside a regulated hospital study.” Aiden went into full panic mode. “Stop making things up, James! You can’t

he answered, like it was the most casual thing in the world. This was already too strange for my liking. “Just say it already, Diego,” I snapped, irritation bleeding into my voice. “So I can decide if I’m walking out or not.” Before he could speak, Ágata stepped in smoothly. “At my club, we provide exclusive services,” she said calmly, studying every flicker of my expression. “This isn’t for just anyone. We cater to magnates… men who are used to getting exactly what they desire.” So far, nothing sounded truly alarming.

“Look, I know you think you have this all figured out, but you still need help. Allow me to help you.” “Ahem, can I get your attention for a few minutes, please?” the voice came from the woman standing in front of everyone. “I know we all want to celebrate, and have fun, there will be time for that. But right now, I just need you to give me some time.” The hall went quiet as everyone offered their attention to her. “Thank you.” she said with a smile. “I believe everyone present here knows what we're celebrating. So, I'll just do a little introduction of myself. My name is Artie Yvonne. I'm a doctor and a software developer.”

I moaned, lifting myself again, slowly savoring the sensation before sinking back down, completely filled once more. “Faster,” Logan commanded, his powerful voice sending shivers down my spine. Immediately, I quickened my pace, bouncing up and down on his cock. “That’s right,” Logan grunted with satisfaction. Placing his hands on my waist, he began lifting me up and down his cock, guiding me to ride him harder. I threw my head back and moaned, overwhelmed by the pleasure. His thrusts were relentless, the rhythmic clap of my ass competing with the sound of our moans. The raw pleasure consumed me, blurring the line between wrong and right.