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There was no conversation even after the return trip. Moreau had no idea what she might be thinking. It was so odd and nervous to face Abihirt walking down the steps after the man had carried a bag with some clothes into her room. The man didn't even say a word, anything, when offering to help. Just a silent, puzzling gesture, then... started to disappear.
Moreau exhaled a rough breath, immediately decided to close the door, then walked tentatively towards the bed. She flopped down on her back with her attention focused straight ahead. Her plan to avoid her stepfather had failed. Moreau hadn't even found an answer yet... where did Abihirt know Juan's residence, and why would the man guess so precisely? Maybe there's something behind it .... Barbara? Instantly the top of Moreau's head seemed to be showRelated chapters
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"I'm here because I have something to talk about, Abi. Not this." Moreau swallowed harshly after their lip-lock broke for once. She ventured to give her stepfather's firm chest a push. Abihirt didn't say anything further right away, like it took a moment, and then the tall body immediately towered over her. The rush of anticipation in Moreau's mind tried hard to warn her. She clenched her fingers tightly when Aibihrt's hand burrowed into her hair, as if she was considering the moment while... at first the man gave a slow squeeze, which eventually became a rough grip. "Talk about it later when you're done. Take off my pants." Moreau stared in surprise. She wanted to protest something she never thought would be implied quite so strongly here. So close. In the presence of something that stood out underneath Abihirt's cloth pants. "Ab
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She slowly moved her face restlessly when Abihirt similarly wanted to nuzzle into the hollow of her neck. "Why do you want to know? Didn't you see for yourself that day?" "Just making sure. I did not see it." Moreau's anxiety grew worse as she was bombarded over and over again, while her stepfather's deep, raspy voice seemed to be a powerful blob to explode the scattered pieces. Everything about the man was too perfect to categorize, leaving the worst effects that Moreau could barely control. She began to tremble, perhaps having left marks on some parts of Abihirt's body as her grip went, then deliberately dug her fingernails deep just to get a grip. With a serious intake of breath, Moreau's bright blue irises locked onto Abihirt's gray eyes. Only briefly was the man able to make e
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The ringing of the cell phone in the morning was the only thing that made Moreau's forehead furrow. She had to struggle to open her eyes despite feeling very reluctant. With one hand outstretched towards the table, she tried to finger the flat object. Looked at it briefly, but in an instant... was immediately surprised to find her mother's name written on it. This was not unusual. Perhaps there was something to be conveyed that Moreau's mind was overwhelmed with a strong urge not to miss anything, or even to keep her mother waiting. "Yes, Mom?" [Did you just wake up?] Moreau rubbed her rough face after first hearing Barbara's voice from the other side. The woman would have immediately guessed and was
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Or perhaps, Abihirt could offer an empty seat there, but the man had no interest at all, which made Moreau thin her lips. She needed to remember something. There was no special relationship between them. Abihirt liked sadistic sex, while the man couldn't get any of that from Barbara. "My mother wants to talk to you." A submissive. Moreau understood. She immediately looked down. Waiting for Abihirt to receive the cell phone that was still connected with Barbara. After this would make sure to never cross the line that had been positioned for her. Hoping Abihirt would think about the last statement yesterday, before she left the room. "I'm with Caroline if you're done ...." Moreau did not want to wait any longer here. Didn't want to hear any conversation, or stay silent like there was nothing to do. Deliberately telling Abihirt about where the man could look for her later, and so that nothing forbidden w
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"If I may know, who is Juan, Miss?" "My figure skating partner. We've been friends since childhood. I already think of him as my own brother. Juan is a friendly person. You might be happy to meet him." Tostada was almost gone in Moreau's hands. One bite and she was done. Coincidentally, Abihirt suddenly appeared-something like stopping the man for a moment, yes, about a few seconds the man finally took a step closer. It was enough to put Moreau's cell phone on the table. Chicao was in the man's arms. Without saying anything else, Abihirt was about to leave the kitchen. Something that should not have been prevented, Moreau had no intention of asking her stepfather to stop. "Your breakfast, sir." However, that was exactly what she never thought of. Caroline looked tense when Abihirt seemed to stop, though it didn't take long for the man to resume his steps. "What do you think of that man, Caroline?" Instea
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[Where do you want to take me?] After Juan's lightning-fast reply. Moreau slowly tapped the corner of her phone against her chin as she thought about which entertainment space to choose for them to go to this afternoon. She yearned for a place of freedom, past the few places where her mother's restraints felt so binding. It just so happened that she wasn't here. Moreau was sure Abihirt wouldn't forbid it either, or perhaps meddle in a matter that wasn't on his list of interests at all. With the tendrils of a smile curling the corners of her lips, Moreau quickly moved both thumbs across the phone screen. [Any suggestions?] She wanted Juan to choose a place. Often the man was more adept at thinking about shared pleasures, though sometimes Barbara's various warnings tried to ruin some parts of their togetherness. Morea
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"Very well, Miss. I'll see him soon." That was all that was left. Caroline then turned around. The faint sound of Moreau's bedroom door closing immediately invaded her mind, while she still had no choice but to walk straight to a different room. It was so close. Caroline's heart was beating hard when she was in front of her employer's room. The man didn't make a sound. However, that was what Caroline found most often. Abihirt was like the quietest voice behind a loudly thumping wall. There was no exception that she still remembered quite a bit of the man. The lump in Caroline's throat sounded rough as she took a determined action to declare her presence. Just as she was in front of the door to Moreau's room, it took some time to simply wait, but Caroline again swallowed harshly detecting the door handle moving downward. The cold face appeared, almost giving Caroline a violent fright. She instinctively ducked as she extended an arm towards her employer. "Madame Barbara's leg
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"Are you sure that Abi will come after you to Paris?" Barbara shrugged her shoulders for a moment not to respond directly to Samuel's question. She walked tentatively, swaying her hips in front of the man's hungry gaze. "Abi promised earlier. I know my husband so well, he wouldn't break it." Smiling, Barbara extended an arm to simply fix the collar of the white shirt as Samuel prepared to make the journey home. "Are you leaving now?" she asked reassuringly. A sudden, 'must', and quite surprising call from the rest of the pending office business. There had been a bit of trouble from a big project at Samuel's company, but Barbara was sure the man would work it out just fine. Instead, they had to take the strangest option here. Letting Samuel go was the only way, even if it meant giving up their original plans. The fashion show would start tonight. With Samuel gone, Barbara didn't mind if Abihirt finally agreed to come. The conversation over Moreau's cell phone at least gav
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