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Moreau will take Juan for a joyride. They needed to do something more. Drinking, for example. Like the last time Moreau had done even though it had emphasized how she was stranded in the bed of someone-who was getting married one day later... with her mother.
Moreau's long, ragged sigh thought about some parts inappropriately. A glass of wine didn't sound so bad to burn off the arid edges of her throat. Juan still looked hesitant, but Moreau found pure idiosyncrasy in the man, who wanted more. The occasional experiment wouldn't be a big deal for them."You are so tense, Juan. Calm down, I'm treating you tonight." Moreau patted the man's shoulder as Juan very awkwardly placed a hand on the slippery surface of the bar counter. The wine glass was handed closer. Moreau nodded gently at the bartender, then slid one into Juan's hand. "We are here to have fun. Release your tension, handsome man. All the women areRelated chapters
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"Sitting alone, beautiful?" "Holly shit!" A man was just about to put an ass next to an empty seat. However, he suddenly cursed as Moreau looked over thoughtfully. Was there some kind of crisis, and the man wasn't trying to solve it instead of just making sure the wish was fulfilled? Moreau wondered incomprehensibly. Struggling hard not to think about the part she felt would be difficult. Now, deliberately letting the man get so close. Not saying anything was left, as if there were indeed lumps to hide. "Why are you looking at me like I'm a monster?" Couldn't stand it. Moreau finally asked the question, though every now and then she would look back to find Juan moving his body to the extreme, then the man beside her just trying to find something to say. "You're the girl Abi took to the hotel room that time, right?"
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She was struggling not to overstep her bounds. It was impossible to say outright that she was a mistress. Someone who had to serve her stepfather... that was the most superficial and painful point.The sound of the glass clinking, almost settling, was an attempt to sink into the subconscious. This was extremely enjoyable. Moreau was not worried when she had to blink several times, while Roki seemed too at home to be by her side, even if he did not do anything at all, perhaps the man's cell phone had been tucked back into his suit pocket. Moreau did not want to question anything after facing a bout of dizziness in the head. [The girl you slept with that night was at the same club. I was with her. She's already starting to get drunk]. Abihirt read the new series of messages with a calm expression on his face. Roki's trick to get him to follow him there, then they would end up drinking themselves into a stupor. Abi
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"Juan, can you tell Abi to agree to my request. I'm sure six months will make the torture seem shorter." Abihirt didn't say anything even though he knew Moreau still felt like she was on the same side of the man. Those gray eyes simply scanned the flushed face before him thoughtfully. Moreau had already been nearly eroded by the inability to adjust. It took something to neutralize, and they had to arrive first. Abihirt slowly stepped aside, somewhat hurriedly slipping into the driver's seat. The engine started, occasionally he would turn his head to Moreau's face that was slightly frosted on the windshield, which would faintly move when they passed through a mild shock. *** "I want Abi. Why should you here?"Not knowing how it felt that Barbara had to restrai
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There was nothing to tell. Moreau didn't think this would be a problem. It was not something wrong to do. "I still don't understand what you mean." Moreau almost smiled, but she restrained herself. Roki should be smart enough to understand the situation. "Last night you said you saw me at the wedding. I was supposed to be there. It was my mother who got married." There was a pause between them. Moreau was preparing herself when she found Roki's jaw involuntarily drop so faintly. The man gawked for a few moments, probably gathering the remnants of knowledge that had been lost. "You mean, Abi married your mother and you are family?" Moreau nodded careful
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