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uts in her ears. But this time it was at her father's lobby within his owned tow

is ever

round her shoulder. She forced a bright smile the same way he did, keeping up a good act. She had to admit, for a businessman, he's a pretty good a

ears..." Her father's smile seems forced. His feelings were abused and it made Abigail

oes matter. And," she snuggles into Benjamin's side. "My last name turning from Smith to Anderson is a pretty big deal, I would think." Benjamin's body s

with a finger. "My little pu

es a startled gasp as she yanked harder into B

d a variety of drinks, but to her, it felt like he was dragging her. "I don't know what the hell you were planni

s hand was on her lower back, threatening to touch an off-limits area. Her dress's thin cloth allowed her to feel just how gently he slid his fingertips down the light indention in her back where her spine is,

w managing to keep a smile on his face as he poured her something out of a red bottle, the man not paying attention and n

alright, l

iety of..." When she looks at Benjamen again, she feels a spark of rage when she sees him te

hatting amongst themselves. "I have an important call to take. If anybody asks, I'm in the bat

ity of th

rink Benjamin has just poured her and took a drink right as another guest wal

n has an apologetic smile on her glossy,

ush. Most men had a crush on the sexy, gorgeous Delilah with her golden hair and light blue eyes. Not to mention her hourglass body. She wore a red dress as well but it looked much fancier and more attractive than Abigail's. Abigail frowns, t

's quite a surprise! You both have my blessings." Delilah grabs one o

nj

ogether and... uh, love each other very much." Some of the businessmen gave her a weird look at

e me to your wedding!" Delilah has a teasing

Pfft, y

instantly evaporates the moment she's in her father's presence. She's always been a daddy's girl who comes running when she ne

her lie. "We're still deciding..." She hated lying to her father more than anything

y proud of you, pumpkin..."

t tears. Unlike her father, they weren't tears of ha

ywho, off you go! I have some stuff to wrap up." he smiles and

s wor

le can do is stay off his stupid phone...!" she whispers to herself as she walks towards the men's bathroom but freezes and h

all people, I thought you would've told me.

tes her tongue with frustration. He's always complaining at her to choose

me close to his neck and her fingers play with his black hair. Bejanmin's hands were on her wide hips and his grip tightened because of the small, teasing touc

is bother

crotch and his breath noticeably hitches. The beautiful woman knew how to handle men like a puppeteer controls puppets. She leans in closer with a barely audible whi

stop