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Heat rushed to my cheeks. “What?” I asked, my voice sharper than I meant. Damien didn’t answer immediately. A small smile touched his lips. “Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?” I stiffened, caught completely off guard. “What’s gotten into you?” He stepped closer, the air between us thickening. “You’re my wife.” I raised an eyebrow, trying to regain my composure. “On paper.” “Still my wife,” he replied, his voice low.

" You already believe what you want to believe. Will it make any difference if I tell you the truth all over again? You are deaf, dumb and blind. " The woman was still persistent. " But who are you? " She begged again. " Oh, don't you know me already. Did you just not introduce me to your daughter as the Daughter of the Damned? " With another wave, she left the room as it was again engulfed in darkness. The only thing left behind was the tingling sensation of sprinkled stardust.

He asked, as he walked up to meet one of the strippers in a bikini, while Samantha turned to look at him. "I don't want you, but your sister. If I am to be honest, I don't feel a thing for you, and I don't want us to waste each other's time. You should convince your sister to accept my proposal," Damian said, as he stopped in front of one of the two strippers. "What's your name?" He asked the first woman with brunette hair, and she smiled at him. Her bi breasts were exposed, and her hips were seductive. She wore a red bikini and blushed. "Chloe."

Damien rubbed his flattened tongue from her perineum, from end to end of her slit. He tried to separate her labia by only his tongue, but he found it challenging. He has never seen such a beauty so sealed like this, like Flora's. Her vagina was like an image of a cut into half coffee bean with a fleshy pink complexion. The light from the ceiling and the bright light from the lantern he brought inside the room to make sure his job was done with a clear view and precisions added to brighten the whole room despite the darkness due to the weather. He can see all of her exposed and hidden beauties.

Damian said coldly " what are you talking about? " Amaya asked, the confusion now setting in "pretending are we" Damian snorted coldly "I don't know what you're talking about" Amaya said now annoyed Damian found it repulsive how someone could lie so well, He lifted his slender finger to her chin and pressed down her lips with his fingers "such beautiful lips full of lies"

“ Oh…..Eeee……I…..Emmm……..Yes , madam ! I will definitely make Antonio and Angelo the happiest people in the world . They are my family and will always be my top priority . I honestly promise , no more mistakes from now on . “ said Damian with a sincere tone . He felt incredibly happy when he heard madam Laura say that she would forgive him . “ You just promised to not make any mistakes yet you just did another one . “ said madam Laura . “ Huh ? What mistake did I do ? I…. “ said Damian confused and worried . “ You shouldn’t call me madam . You should call me mother . “ said madam Laura with a smile . Damian’s eyes shined with happiness whine he heard madam Laura say that . He was so happy th

Damon started kissing her neck. "I thought you wanted to say something " Nina said. Damon sighed and said" yes.. I have to go to Amsterdam for a week.. It's for a new project. "a week? " Nina asked sadly. " yes " Damon said sadly too. " when are you leaving?" nina asked "tommorow morning " Damon said. " ugh... I'm gonna miss you so much " Nina said. " im gonna miss you too darling " Damon said as he started kissing her

" That is Damm, always full of fear and terror to everyone around her. It causes that dread to those who are close. But me. You can go to Patagonia for me and fuck a damn cactus. “Open your legs. The woman gasps, but does what he tells her to do. She is wearing the black leather dress, which is the club uniform. He looks at me with exorbitant and scared eyes. "Leave her alone, Damm," I snapped at my brother, but he told me to shut up. “No! The roar reverberates throughout the club. People look at us. I give them a steely look. As is often the case, everyone does what they should do again. There are clients, but all of them repetitive. Nobody here looks for what they haven't missed. Whoever c

“Even though I know you’re different from me, I still think the same way about you because we’re friends. Feeling a little scared of you doesn’t mean I have to judge you.” Damon scowled, then chuckled. “What a strange woman you are. Do you not know that telling the truth can get you killed?” *** DAMON This is the second time I’ve been this close to someone since what happened five years ago. I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman than Ady; she only wears jammies. She smelled like the most expensive cologne in the world. That wild, seductive smell comes from her. While I watched her, I leaned against the wall. I need to calm down. It was nearly time to mate, and she looked inviting. I can’t h

"Please, fuck me." Damien groaned, positioning himself at her entrance. "I'm going to take this slow," he promised, teasing her with the tip of his cock. "I want to savor every moment." Amelia whimpered, trying to push herself onto him. "Please, Damien," she begged. "I need you." Damien smirked, giving her what she wanted. He slid inside her inch by inch, filling her completely. Amelia cried out, her walls stretching to accommodate him.