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BLADE proceeded to insert his fingers inside her and move them gradually. She moans with every movement his finger makes. When she’s about to go off, he stops and she is left hanging. She stares at him in dismay and she wants to stand up, but her hands are still bound behind her back, which makes it hard for her to move. He was enjoying the look on her face and began to laugh sadistically. “You bastard!” She yells while trying to hit him with her elbow. He then lays on top of her to pin her down when suddenly his phone rings. He sat up and put his knee on her chest to prevent her from moving. When he took his phone, she saw the name and the photo of the caller. The name shows “My Love” and the image is of a beautiful blonde woman. Before he answered the call, he took some things inside his bag. He then says, “I need to take this call, this will keep you busy.” He then proceeded to put a ball gag in her mouth, insert a vibrator inside her and tie her feet. He then answered the c
LUCI drove to visit Latton but when he arrived she was not there. He then went straight to her room to rest while waiting for her. He sat on the bed and was about to remove his shoes to lie down and possibly take a nap on her bed when a box under her study table caught his eye. He took the box and opened it. He saw that it was a scarf. He was happy to see that she had already finished one of the things he requested and tried the scarf, but the design got him confused. It has the zodiac sign Sagittarius embroidered on it. Luci is a Pisces, and she was an Aries. While he was staring at the design, the door opened and it was Latton. "What are you doing?" She asked. She then took the scarf away from him. "This is not yours, I haven’t finalized the design for your scarf." She added. "Is the scarf for him?" He asks while staring at her, waiting for her reaction. She blushed and said, "It doesn’t concern you. Get out of the room." She then pointed the door to him. "I never thought I
“WHY are you frowning? Have I done something wrong?” John asks with a worried look on his face. He instantly extended his arm to pat Vivian's hand. “It’s nothing. You’re amazing. I can’t wish for anything else. It’s just… I can’t forget that Elizer bag. Bag that rare, you won't see that every day and I blew my one chance of taking its owner as a client.” Vivian explained as she puckered her lips. “Do you want me to buy you one?” He asks. “Oh! No, no! It’s too expensive and a waste of money for us. It’s a rich people's item. I just want to check it further and admire the design and stitches.” She explains while cutting the steak on her plate. John pats her hand again, gives his warmest smile, and says in a low assuring tone, “Maybe we’ll meet her again or meet another Elizer bag owner.” Seeing his adorable smile and hearing his words she lit up instantly and gave a gleeful grin, “You always know how to make me feel better, Hon.” After they ate, they walked to the park near the resta
LUCIAN and his father, George, drove to Brass Bistro, a famous restaurant in the city, to meet with Mr. Ripley and talk about the Sierra Project. The father and son duo arrived first and comfortably waited for Mr. Ripley in the VIP room of the restaurant. After 10 minutes of waiting, he arrived with his right-hand man, Kirby Johnson. After exchanging pleasantries with one another, they soon got down to business and started discussing the project. “You see here, Mr. Ripley, we can finish the project ahead of your desired date and apart from that with the hardware and software upgrade we are going to conduct we surely ensure that your company's data processing time will lessen by 50%. Helping your productivity to increase by 30%.” Lucian explains while his father listens to him with a proud smile on his face. Mr. Ripley is amazed at how Caldwell Inc. takes their ideas to the next level and, given the data, he is blown away. “I’m very pleased with your presentation and trajectory. I
LATTON was pacing back and forth in her room and bored out of her mind. She caught a glance of her reflection in the mirror and started talking to herself internally as if seeing three other Latton in her room with her whispering things in her ear. “I’m so bored, what should I do?” “Text him!” “Call him!” “Come on, it’s the 21st century, make the first move.” “Should I make the first move?” “Yes!” “Yes, you should.” The voices in her head sounded like echoes in a huge room. It sounded surreal. A knock brought her back to reality. “Miss, lunch is ready. Do you want me to bring your food here or are you going to eat at the dining area?” The maid asks. “I’ll eat downstairs,” she yells. The maid quickly went downstairs while Latton changed her clothes since she was still in her pajamas. She stared at herself in the mirror again and said, “I should stop talking to myself.” She went downstairs and ate alone at the dining table that could seat 18 people. A situation that has bee
John was sweating bullets while pacing outside the COO's office. This made the office personnel feel uneasy, as if something bad was happening in the company. Jenny, Lucian’s 40-year-old secretary, sees John outside and calls his boss over the phone. "Sir, I don't mean to bother you but Mr. Rowe is outside. He's been walking like a headless chicken for quite sometime now and it's making everyone uncomfortable." “Tell him to get inside,” Lucian responded in a commanding tone. Jenny then opened the door and gestured to John to go inside. She then opens another door that leads to Lucian’s office. John entered the room with every step heavier than the other, heart pounding, blood pumping stronger as he got nearer. “What’s wrong? Why are you walking back and forth in front of my front desk? Is there a problem in the finance department?” Lucian asks while he sits at his desk and stares at his friend intently. “It’s not about work. It’s about…” John paused, unsure how to say it to his fr
SIEVE heard a knock on the door and opened it. She saw an annoyed, tense, and cold man on the other side of the door. She felt that she might have contacted him when he was doing something important and that she should have waited for his text instead of inviting him out of the blue. Despite his cold demeanor, she welcomes him in with a jovial attitude. She stares at him for a while, admiring how he looks good wearing corporate attire the same as when they met in the Imperial Mall, but the one he is wearing today is dark blue. He walks towards the bed and removes his suit jacket and tie. He then took a beer from the mini fridge and drank it in one go. He opened another one and took a sip. He continued to move around the room as if he was not seeing her. This made her a bit uncomfortable, but she did not speak. Instead, she took a beer and made a toast to the bottle he was holding. He glances at her with withdrawn gaze, clears his throat and says, "You wanted to see me?" He asks whi
BLADE can sense her distress and says, "It’s fine if you have 2 phones. I have 2 sim cards, one with personal contacts, the other one is just to contact you. We’re basically the same," he then laughs. This puts her at ease and she stops squirming on the bed. The phone is still ringing and a sick idea enters his mind. He took the phone and he was taken aback by the contact name flashing on the screen. It says “The Devil”. He stares at her and says, “The Devil is calling you”. "Don’t!" She screams while trying to move again. He walked towards her and she could hear the ring getting louder and louder. Her reaction piqued his interest. "Who is it? Who’s the devil?" He asked, his voice with a tinge of bitterness to it. "Is she seeing someone else?" he asked himself. Her face turned pale and she clenched her fist and yelled, "It’s my Dad!" "Ohhh! The real daddy?" He teases her, his words with a tinge of doubt about whether she’s telling the truth. He grins eerily, took the whipped cr