der... F*
f the villa's front door. Before she could step i
onate moans, rising a
y stiffened, and her fingers instinctively clenched. After a moment, she composed herself, calmly closing the door without even
he sounds from the room seemed to quiet for a brief moment before growing l
slightly, concealing the em
d her foot and, with a sharp, f
e noise inside the room i
ly. A woman, scantily dressed, had her legs spread wide
ella was a brutal a
y house again. You've already dirtied enough of my spac
eyes locking onto her calm expr
, your shamelessness seems to have grown
by Eric. Every item, whether decorative or practical, had been carefully ch
n
ning slightly around her handbag, but
d the chin of the woman in his arms, the gesture seemingly
n when her husband was blatantly cheating rig
pushed her luck and redoubled her efforts to seduce h
ious to everything but their own lust. Her fingers tightened further. Ration
: "The family business is stil
ltered, free
s increasingly reckless and blatant actions w
rtaking the jumble of emotions and family matters swirling in her mind. Al
rd, grabbed a nearby glass of water, and threw the
ling off Eric and frantically s
ined untouched, still lounging on the sofa in a relaxed, almost regal manner. Even with his cloth
n was breathtak
lla with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. His g
is eyes. She quickly turned away, direc
t," she
ot water, was furious. H
oward her, she decided to press her luck. Wrapping her arms around Eric's legs, she feigned
covered her face
is gaze, cooll
leave, then you lea
sudden coldness. Just moments ago, he h
a dangerous smile curling
Do you want me to th
tily grabbed her purse and stumbled toward the
closed the door behind her, leaving
re was thick
lf-smile, his eyes never lea
kin. She forced herself to look away, focusing on a point in t
ced with mockery. "You chased my guest a
rp retort, but the words died in her throat. She rem
Eric to invest fifty m
llowed hard, following his lead. "What exa
miling that unnerving smile. His eyes, dark and
that responsibility..
tion left her with little choice-th
e collar of his shirt. Without thinking, her legs instinctively
ingering on Stella's chest with
nd full shape was torn
s liquid unconsciously spat out little by little. She co
other side and lick.' A strand of juice hung
aid, "
y licking the lines on his glans until the object swelled to the p
satisf
ly do you plan to offer in
ches from his, and the subtle glimpse of skin she exposed as she bent for
rist with a single, firm motion, effortlessly flipp
m was thick with an
, his voice low and husky. "Is there anythin
ear-whatever Stella wa
amond ring... he cou
the back of his neck. Her voice, soft and seductive, whispe
nce-charged atmosphere, plu
her chin, his once-warm, calloused touc
wanted only
, her eyes had always bee