Groan.

Stacy shut her eyes, gritting her teeth as she muttered out the name. "Dan Hawk. That bastard once again,” She never wanted to see him again. She just wished that he would die and everything that had to do with him would end.

"Take a look at the angry face of my sweet future wife,” He laughed gesturing his hand at her and the few other guys laughed along. "Isn't she so pretty? Increase the lights in the room. I want to see her more clearly this time,” He instructed and the men did just as told.

The lights came on brighter and a pleased lustful smile curved up his lips.

His gaze landed on her milky legs, trailing up to her thighs just above her knee, and then the beautiful floral red dress she wore. Her dark silky long hair was let down, cascading down her back as her face turned beet red like a tomato.

"Isn't she just so beautiful,” He felt attracted to Stacy more than ever. It's just been two weeks since she had stayed with Bruce Yates but she was already glowing so muc