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173. MARKS ON HIS BODY
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Vivian understood what Rose meant, and that was why her hands immediately moved toward the buttons of her shirt before unbuttoning them one by one. From top to bottom, one by one the buttons were unbuttoned, until finally, she was able to take off her shirt and let it fall to the floor.
She still hadn't finished, and that's why she also ran her hands down her back before taking off her bra, and the black bra also helplessly fell to the floor. Cold air immediately greeted her naked upper body, but Vivian still wasn't done. This time, she moved to the elastic band of her skirt before pulling it down, and the skirt also lay helplessly on the floor.Currently, there was only one last piece of cloth covering her body, but Vivian didn't take it off immediately. She took a pause, but then somehow she could feel someone's cold gaze on her when she didn't remove her underwear immediately, and she knew that the mysterious man was impatiently waiting for her to finish her jRelated chapters
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Vivian still couldn't see anything because of the blindfold that kept blocking her view, and that was why she also couldn't see the man's expression at the moment. She had just turned down the man's silent request, so he probably looked irritated or even angry at her now, right? Vivian didn't even know the man's face, but rich people usually had arrogant faces, and some of them also had bad tempers. That was why Vivian was worried if this man was the same as those men she used to see in Ladder to Paradise. Was the man going to land his big hand on her face hard and mercilessly? Vivian had that kind of worry in her heart, and she could indeed feel a palm on her cheek after she had that thought. However, it was a soft touch and not a slap that greeted her cheek, and that was why she was stunned by it. 'Didn't what I said earlier upset this man?' Vivian thought to herself as she waited for what the man would do to her. And it turned out
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She was the one on top, and she was the one who had to move her body once the big thing was inside her. But she didn't move at all, and even the hand that was on the man's shoulder trembled when she realized what the man was plotting against her. “P-please don't do that, master! You know that I have a husband, right? If something happens to me because of what we did, I don't know how to explain the situation to him." Vivian begged the man whose face she couldn't even see. The man didn't even say anything, and that only frightened her more. At this time, she wanted to take back all of her positive judgment about the man. She regretted thinking that the man was gentle and not too bad. And even after she dropped all her pride and begged for mercy, the man still didn't respond. The thing inside her was still big and hard, and even if she felt somewhat comfortable having it inside of her, she didn't feel like it would be safe if they didn't use any
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She had completely angered the man, and she felt her body violently thrown away, but she was still lucky that her back only hit the soft surface of the mattress. The connection between them down there was severed because of what the man had just done, but it didn't last long as the man immediately hovered above her before once again plunging his massive object into her. He still hadn't put on a condom, and once again he was pushing his hips into the naked girl under him. The man thrust into her again, but this time he used so much more force that every push felt so fast and rushed, and even Vivian's body was pushed so hard that her head finally hit the head of the bed. "ACK!" Vivian screamed in pain, and finally, the man reduced his speed. It seemed the man acted normally once again. Surprisingly, Vivian felt that pain managed to restore the man's rationality, and she once again thought that this man sincerely cared about her. True, the man was mad at h
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She didn't even ask for responsibility, and she only asked for the man's identity, but she got nothing in the end. But that was foreseen. If the man had any intention to reveal his identity, then he would have stopped asking her to wear a blindfold. But he didn't do that, did he? He didn't even whisper in answer to Vivian's question, so what could she expect from the man? Vivian felt even more bitterness in her heart after getting no response from the man, and she could only curl her body even more while seeking warmth from herself. Her body was wrapped in a blanket, and she cried bitterly to sleep. She only woke up the next morning. Yes, oddly enough, the man had let her sleep in the penthouse last night instead of kicking her out without saying anything like he had done last week. Should Vivian feel grateful for that? She didn't know, and she was also still a little disoriented when she woke up from her sleep, but then her body was
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Even her mother could say such a thing? Vivian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Not long ago, Samantha had innocently said that Steen might also have feelings for her, but she just burst out laughing after hearing what the blue-haired girl had told her. This morning her mother had said something similar to her, but she knew that she couldn't just laugh at her mother even though what her mother said sounded ridiculous as well, and that was why she could only smile at the older woman before going to the bathroom. She ended up taking a shower and changing clothes at her mother's house, and the two of them also had breakfast together. Today, she managed to spend more time with her mother because she only left the small house at 11 am. Even if Steen let her leave the mansion until the evening, she somehow didn't want to be away for too long, and that was why she chose to return before noon. Her mother didn't hold back either, saying that she really neede
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Turns out she wasn't the only one who had a steamy night last night. Judging from how obvious the kiss marks were on Steen's neck, Vivian was sure he had had a hot night too. It was only one sign, but it was enough to give Vivian a lot of information. 'No wonder he let me leave the mansion. Turns out he also had plans last night,' Vivian thought to herself as she looked at the man standing in front of her. "Do you like it?" Suddenly, Steen asked a question, and it was enough to make Vivian frown in confusion, and she even stopped to think about the kiss mark on the man's neck. "Huh?" In the end, Vivian couldn't even form a proper question, and she just blinked in confusion while muttering a random word in a questioning tone. Steen pointed to the velvet box in Vivian's hand with his chin as he explained his question, "Do you like that necklace?" Finally, Vivian could understand the meaning behind the man's question, and she shifted he
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A pair of eyes kept staring at the figure sitting in front of the owner instead of looking at the food on the table. The two of them had been in the cafeteria for more than ten minutes, but the food that had entered their stomachs was very little until now. "Say, Vester," it was Samantha who finally broke the silence between them. “What did that CEO do to you to suddenly become a zombie like this?” Sitting across from Samantha was Vivian, and indeed it was the brunette girl who had caught Samantha's attention ten minutes ago. Perhaps the reason was that Vivian looked like a person who had lost her soul. The girl did bring some of her food to her mouth, but her movements resembled a robot. That's why Samantha even stopped eating and chose to observe her friend. “What makes you think that I became like this because of that man?” Surprised, Vivian asked the blue-haired girl. Even if Samantha often looked like a freak, Vivian k
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 181. HER OLD NUMBER
"Hello?" "Where are you?" "Oh... I... I'm having lunch with my friend right now." Vivian didn't know why, but she finally answered Steen's question with a stutter. It wasn't the first time he had called her, but it was the first time he wanted to know where she was. Steen was an efficient guy, and he would usually get to the point of rushing her around whenever he called. "Go to my office immediately." See? Even if Steen did ask where she was, the black-haired man ended up ordering her around, and Vivian looked speechless when she heard the order. “I still haven't finished eating, and I can't leave my friend suddenly. Can you wait for me a moment?” Hesitating, Vivian tried to bargain even though she could only whisper into the phone now. Currently, Samantha was watching her, and that didn't make Vivian feel safe at all. Sure enough, the blue-haired girl's eyes were full of curiosity, and Vivian actually knew the a
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Steen had revealed everything. He had disclosed how Vivian and Elena were actually part of a family living far away from Haston City, but Elena was kidnapped by Lily and her husband two decades ago. At that time, the twins' parents died in a car accident, and little Vivian was found by a couple after the incident, and she was raised by the couple into adulthood. Steen deliberately did not mention how Sarah had purposely taken Vivian as her daughter instead of returning the child to her relatives, nor did he mention the name of the family Vivian and Elena came from. He didn't think that the information was necessary, and that's why he kept it a secret. And maybe Stefan really didn't need that information, and the story Steen had just uncovered had shocked the old man enough. His pair of eyes widened as he looked at the twins, but he still didn't say anything as he still couldn't overcome his shock. Steen could see how his father was stunned by
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It was Marlon who had just entered the mansion, but this time he was not alone. His hand was holding another person's arm, and that person's hands were tied with a rope behind his back. After arriving at the living room, Marlon forced the person to kneel in front of the five people. One person looked confident after seeing the person's appearance in the living room, while three other people looked shocked and confused, then one person looked scared as her eyes widened when she saw the person who had just arrived in the living room with Marlon. "So, he's the person, Marlon?" It was Steen who looked confident upon seeing the person's arrival in the living room, and although his question was directed at Marlon, his eyes were glued to the figure kneeling in front of him. “Yes, sir,” Marlon immediately answered his boss's question. “His name is Peter Ford, and he works in a bar in town. He's the one who posted that anonymous article about you, sir.”
