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The Trip 2

Author: Itohan
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-11 22:44:28
"Come with me immediately," he said coldly, sending shivers down her spine. Despite her disbelief, she was forced to accompany him.

She had to go with her, even though she was in disbelief. When they both reached outside, a limo was waiting for them, pulled up alongside the spacious entrance.

"Get into the car and do not argue with me. I am not in the mood for it."

Amira's jaw dropped, and the sight of Brenda caught her attention. She brought luggage, which was kept in the trunk of an SUV behind the limousine. Amira was angry and did not know what to say or do. Why was he forcing her to do things she had no desire to do? She had no choice but to surrender. She walked in, tears in her eyes, and sat in the chair opposite him.

"Sit beside me," he ordered, and Amira, who was pretending to be a good girl, gave in. After setting everything, the car began to move, accompanied by soft music to complement its silence.

It was already sunset when they arrived at the airport. The bodyg
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