her entire
zzy head. In her view, she w
surroundings. The room looked like a presidential
e calendar and found the date was
e went over, broke it, picked up
up a bit. Then she remembered what happened three years ago. On the
rom then on, she couldn't hold her he
ainly would not let the tragedy repeat itself.
would happen in a moment. A man would come in to rape her, and her s
he effect of the drug kicked in again. Nora f
b of the nearest presidential suite. Lu
n earlier. Not in a mood to appreciate it, she had a cold bath to br
again. In a feeble condition, she grasped
the room card. The environment on the top floor is qu
oom card from his suit pocket and handed it to his boss, a
s upright figure as well as h
alone demonstrated
t be late." Wyatt Foley took the roo
respectfully watched his boss get on t
t an iron casket from his pocket,
is mouth. A fresh and sweet taste instantly woke
s cell phone suddenly rang.
h F
of Debonair Hotel, right? I've
e room card to open the door. What came fro
e and unbuttoned his collar. Without the
sh deliberately held him in suspense,
. Wyatt upset him again as he always did,
spotted a woman, scantily dres
d down, revealing part
ad been lifted to her butt. Her long and fair legs were exposed
she was Josh's s
nd them disgusting. The sleeping posture of this woman was terrible, but h
her with the blanket, took a bathrob
his hair. With a hair dryer, he dried his hair, sat on the ed
someone by her side. The unbe
round, touched the strap of Wyatt's
ly noticed a hand untying his bath
ly, but he someho
and felt his cool body. In an insta
oss his body, and Wyatt could no longer stand
an, pretty face. She was the type
cked her tongue contentedly, held him
Wyatt was undou
y nightgown apart. His Adam's apple r
wonderf
woke up and ached all over as
He was hot, but that wouldn't change
ir, and memories of l
up, but her clothes were nowhere to be seen. Without a ch
he buttoned up the collar. Those marks we