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The corners of Barbara's lips curled slightly as she watched her husband's shoulders move away. The man was just combing over to the dog kennel that she knew... had just been bought back from the veterinary clinic. Abihirt was seen half kneeling while slowly rubbing the top of Chicao's head. The man left after finishing his business with the recovering dog.
Barbara smiled broadly as Abihirt approached her. Together, they crossed the steps and walked into the room. There was nothing left to do, nothing more to do. She flopped onto the bed as Abihirt searched through the wardrobe. The man seemed to be looking for sleeping pajamas, and suddenly Barbara remembered something. She squinted. Taking a breath, she said, "Earlier, when I was choosing the clothes I needed to take to Paris, the clothes I had neatly folded looked very messy. Do you remember what I always told you, Abi? Be careful when you pick up yRelated chapters
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"Abi Darling, wake up. I have to go to the airport." Barbara repeatedly pecked Abihirt's lips to wake her husband up. The man frowned, then would mumble occasionally. An amused feeling came to Barbara's mind, but she didn't harbor any serious intentions when she wanted the gray eyes to open. It was simply to let Abihirt know that he would not be surprised when she was no longer in bed. If her husband still wanted to sleep. Barbara would have no objections. "Who are you going to the airport with? I'll accompany you if you're alone," the man said faintly as he tried to adjust his waking position. "Don't bother, Darling. My pick-up car is waiting. I just wanted to say goodbye," Barbara said as she pressed Abihirt's chest. She knew that he intended to take her by car. She even refused when he offered her a private jet ride. Samuel was in the front yar
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[I want you to wait for me in the red room.] A message from an unknown number, but the request implied there, sent along with the location listed so clearly, it immediately gave Moreau a clue. Abihirt .... Her stepfather probably thought that Moreau had forgotten the way to the flashy house. She grunted at the thought of what the man would do when he asked her to wait. Moreau was even still at the training center, though she was preparing to go home. She was tired after a long training session. Feeling unsure of keeping up with Abihirt's rough sex. Perhaps the man would get angry when he found out such disobedience was a must. Either way, Moreau was a little indecisive considering the order via text message on her cell phone. Anitta, Juan, and a few friends from the figure skating team from the same team, who were also doing a concurrent training session, had left the training building. Moreau was left alone, faced with a complicated decision. She was still staring at h
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Moreau's attention was focused straight on something Abihirt was doing in the kitchen. One of the man's hands seemed to be busy spilling capsules into the other. Something she didn't exactly know what, but never left her attention from there, to the throat moving as he downed a glass of water. Abihirt was shirtless and seemed to have just finished his morning routine. There were several beads of sweat on the man's body, which fell from the base of his jaw to the tendrils creeping into the crevices of his abdominal muscles. An amazing sight in the morning. Moreau swallowed harshly, then tried hard to get rid of the dirty thoughts in her mind. She really, really didn't want to do that. Perhaps she should learn to get used to Abihirt's sturdy body, which didn't seem to realize that Moreau was an inch away, until the handsome face turned. As usual, it was always calm-almost unreadable.
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It was enough to introduce Caroline to a few things around the corner. Moreau was sure she would understand the dos and don'ts just like Barbara's rules. There was a large urn placed at a prominent elbow, between the walls of the viewing room which then connected anyone to the hallway leading to several different rooms. That was the most serious part... Caroline had to remember not to accidentally or deliberately damage or break any of the things here, including the urn in question. Barbara was always against her things being touched by other hands. Even Moreau herself dared not leave a bad impression. She couldn't face her mother's everlasting anger. Hopefully not having the slightest chance of ruining the woman's favorite. "Have you anything more to ask, Caroline? Otherwise I will return to my room." Moreau added once she felt ready to move on, but the touch of Caroline's fingertips on her shoulder imm
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"Why don't you ask my mother directly what she's doing?" she asked for the first time to give Abihirt some information. "Isn't it nice to have a housekeeper hired? So I don't have to go through the hassle of cleaning everything here, in this big house, all by myself, especially now that you're forcing me to be a submissive girl in bed." There was a moment's pause that, for some reason, came so easily to Moreau's mind. She exhaled roughly, still with the need to dive into those gray eyes. It was good that Abihirt would feel offended. Let her stepfather think of some things. It was a good thing that last night Moreau had risked the courage to refuse to go to the red room. Some feelings had urged her to reconsider her earlier decision. Now was no different. Only something made Moreau overcome with an uneasy feeling. She swallowed harshly, then pushed away Abihirt's grip quite firmly. "Next
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"So you had a fight with your stepfather, and are going to stay here until your mother finishes her business in Paris?" Moreau only nodded hesitantly after Juan let her sit on the single sofa. The man immediately asked specific questions, which were not forthcoming during their phone call and regarding the request to be picked up. She felt that bringing her own car was not a good decision. Abihirt would easily find her, but really, Moreau didn't want to come face to face. Something inside her was resisting, angry, hurt, because the man was not only abusive in bed. However, he unexpectedly barely gave Moreau a chance to take liberties. The scars left from Abihirt's actions occasionally tried to take control. Moreau had no idea what she was feeling. There was no denying that the memory of that man's hand... that almost touched her face, was like punching a hole in her heart and blowing her into pieces. Moreau snorted, then looked at Juan carefully. "Do you mind if I stay here
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From the need to clean up the backyard to the kitchen, Caroline's body suddenly jerked and froze as she found Abihirt's tall form turning his back to her with shoulders that looked solid. She never expected him to come home early. Before leaving, Moreau had said a few things and left a message for Abihirt who seemed to be busy cutting something. The sound of the knife touching the cutting mat sounded so real. Through such a careful action. Caroline quickly controlled herself and stepped closer. There was still a need to get to know the employer who tended to be so familiar. She just had a little trouble remembering some of the recent events. Perhaps slowly Caroline would soon gain the knowledge. "Sir ...." She spoke quite carefully. There was absolutely no intention of startling Abihirt while the man was being serious, so perhaps her empl
Forbidden Agreements Sick
"Because you lied to Mrs. Voudly, now I'm really sick." Moreau spoke with an uncomfortable urgency after hearing the clatter of someone approaching. She felt cold all the time, and had just decided to take shelter under the thick blanket. It was quite a relief to be able to sleep in Juan's bed, considering there was only one room here with the man always sharing a bed with someone, if Juan's lover was not busy with work. However, the man had certainly followed Moreau's departure. Now towering over her with his arms folded across his chest. Juan clucked and flopped down on the long sofa. For a moment the man inhaled and exhaled a little roughly. Playing with his own hair with a skeptical look in his eyes. "You're not sick because I lied. That's just a coincidence. The truth is that you refused to eat since noon or afternoon when I offered you something to get into your stomach." Moreau had expected it. She was becoming more and more convinced that Juan was actually gathering
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