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Chapter 3 You Belong To Me

Word Count: 1268    |    Released on: 17/05/2024

a long time before sighing and saying, "Yeah, she's just like Miss Claire. Even when sh

this, Hiram's voice became particularl

is no infectious disease or aggressiveness. It's safe for you to be with her, b

f identity does a substitute ne

e probability of being

nia dies, does he find a 21-year-old mentally ill

n i

her entire life? Before for Bella a

series of dirty

is coat, throwing it aside, and coldly commanded,

ad, took two steps back, and

mean by taking a n

as if petting a pet. He stared at her, the corners of his eyes lifting,

ddenly felt a b

ong to him? What does he

ately beca

e buttons with dexterity, revealing a distinctive muscle definition, an

ntally disturbed "patient," isn't he som

n his waist where his belt was, and with a f

tched. Please don'

undress any further. He merely held the shirt in hi

via immediately stood up from the sofa

In the courtyard, several bodyguards were still st

b

or moral restraints, and many people couldn't resist their physical de

dent of the top conglomerate would have

nbelie

e through the

e looked down and from this angle, jumping onto the perimeter wall and then down was not diffi

just give

to climb up to the window. Just as she climbed up, she

a looked in shock toward the door. Th

down from the w

stopped at

nd sat on the nearby bed, pretendi

k and displeased voic

de her. Three years ago, she stabbed the crotch of that old man, so stabbing

her. The scent of men's body wash envelop

ed and slowly

he fact that she had beautiful eyes, vacant

andsome face, and slowly dropped onto his prominent collarbone, disappearing into the

his handsome face almost touching hers, staring at her, a wicked curve forming on his thin li

tiffly recoiled backward, but Hiram closed in, his hands

hifted her buttocks to the side, i

understand." He suddenly sneered, his gaze falling on her rosy l

death. Sylvia reach

in

inc

in

e it

is hot touch with moisture burned her skin,

s suddenly stuffed into her hand, and the man in front of her said, "Help me dr

g on? Drying hair? Sis? W

't dare to show it. She coul

y disappointed by not getting the desired response from her. Th

h water droplets sp

scorching h

ngers absentmindedly, casually saying, "Listen, I'll only teach you once. If I ask you to dry my

lently in her mind while her brain tri

ich was somewhat better. Being a replacement for a sister was better than being a replace

am waved his big hand and ruth

on the bed. What is

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