er, but Mel lives in a glass jar. I can see in her eyes that she likes Nic, I just don't understand why she denies it so vehemently. My friend tried, and how he tried, but the little redhead's heart
for the four of you here. Take a shower, eat and get some sleep. Early in the morning, we hit the road. Did you understand? - He puts his hands on his hips and looks at us with a frown. - I didn't hear a response. - Yes, ma'am - we mumbled reluctantly. Not even with Uncle Patrick, who was a bad guy when he wanted to be, I didn't feel as cornered as I do with her. The bastard picked the perfect replacement to keep us straight. Son of a bitch. - Where is Melissa? She was here just now - he questions looking around. Well, she's capable of keeping almost everyone in line. - I'm going to leave you and the drama of the moment so I can rest. - I raise my hand in a sign of salute and turn to leave, but Ramon soon catches up to me. - I know your rest well - he teases. - They're waiting in my dressing room. Let's go so you can choose whether you want the blonde or the brunette. - How did you manage to arrange this with Ăšrsula on our tail? - I whisper, risking a glance over my shoulder to make sure we don't get caught. - I have my contacts, partner. - He hugs my shoulders and we continue laughing towards the slaughterhouse. Nothing better than a good fuck after an intense show. - Mr. Yago? - The knocking starts at the door. I ignore. They know what I'm doing here, why are they interrupting me? - Are you going to... - The girl on all fours on the bed starts to ask, but I increase the pace to keep her quiet. - Quiet, baby - I lean over her body and whisper in her ear. - They will leave soon. - Mr. Yago? We have a... order for you. - Keep it there, damn it. Then I'll take it - I shout, starting to get angry. I hold the brunette's hair in my fist and push harder. - We can not. - The security guard speaks, once again, and I feel the excitement fade. Holy shit! I will kill this man with my hands. Bag. - Wait here, sweetie. I'll be right back so we can finish. - I pull my pants off the floor, quickly slide them down my legs and run my hand