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Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 79
Every time he licked my skin, I was put in a glorious situation. I almost lost my mind because of the taste of what he was doing to me. I am totally naked now, and he is also not wearing a cover. In the middle of this restaurant, we make each other happy. We didn't think anyone could peek at us. I moved and left the table. I held his hand and made him sit on the chair. While he was leaning on the backrest, I situated myself on top of him. "Oooh."He moans when I rub the head of his dick against the skin of my womanhood. When I couldn't take it anymore, I gently inserted his dick into my hole. “Baby…”"Marcov..."We stared at each other while our organs were like people serving each other. It feels like heaven while I'm bouncing on top of him. I held his shoulders while I was dancing on his lap. His dick is thick, and it's fulfilling. We were both sweating. I think that we are about to explode because of our shortness of breath. “Ooooh! Aaaah! ”"Marcov, let's release our orgasm
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 80
My mind went crazy when I saw that Aunt Millie was still following me. Because of my fear, I hid myself behind a mannequin. I was holding the mannequin's waist, and I was trying to get rid of the fear and anxiety in my mind. My hands were trembling.My eyes widened, and I almost lost my balance when someone grabbed my shoulder. My whole body went cold, and I could barely breathe. "Baby?"I turned to see who this person was. I sighed out of relief. “Marcov, I need you." I let out a breath again. I held onto his arm, and as I tightened my hold on him, some tears rolled from my eyes. "Veronne, are you having your anxiety again? Do you have your medicine with you? Calm down, alright. I’m here, and I am going to be someone you will lean on in times like this, okay? Come on, baby, find your medicine inside your bag and take some so that you will be relaxed.”I was just nodding while my eyes were nailed at his.I haven't taken medicine for a long time because I thought I was in control.
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I lifted his hands before I gripped the hem of his shirt. Slowly, I pulled it up until it was separated from his body. I pushed my ass on his throbbing cock that was still inside his pants. I held his neck, and my other fingers were massaging his nape gently. I smiled when I saw that he liked what I was doing. I bent down to kiss his lips. He didn't waste time; he kissed back. Starting with a gentle kiss, our kisses were harsh but full of sensation. He held my hand. His hands were uncontrollable; he grabbed the middle of my dress at the back and tore it. “Oh!”I moaned as his hands grabbed my mountains. He removed my bra so that he could more freely feel my breasts with his palms, which he was now massaging. “Bring your boobies closer to me, baby. Let my mouth praise them,” he said. I lifted my ass until I could kneel on the couch while the lower part of his body was in the middle of my thighs. I closed my eyes for a moment when I felt his warm breath blowing on the skin of my
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 82
I was walking down the corridor to the office when I saw Margarette come out of the door. All of a sudden, I felt like it seemed like my blood was pooling on my face. I sighed heavily. She is getting closer to me, and her smile is teasing me. It's even more annoying because she looks like a psychopath with her side bangs twisted in her fingers. If she thought she was beautiful, she was wrong. She is only a brand ambassador and a model because of her family connection. “Hi, dear,” she said to me. I raised my other eyebrow at her. It's early in the morning, but I feel like my beauty is already in the afternoon. “Don't call me dear; we're not close.”We both stopped walking. Now, we are looking at each other. If I wasn't thinking about Marcov, I would have slapped this woman's face. “I don't want us to be close either. I'm just thinking about our boyfriends," she said, covering her mouth as if shocked by the words that came out of her mouth. "I apologize; it is not possible to tell t
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 83
I crossed my arms. Mitch noticed that I was impatient and already waiting so long. The woman has been looking for the information on the computer monitor for a while, but she hasn’t told us anything yet. “Are you sure this witch will talk?”“She needed to tell the truth. I will strangle her with the necktie of her suit if she lies.”“She's been searching for a while, but she can't show us anything.”“Miss, are you sure you're not making me stupid? I have a lot of connections, and I can spill the tea if you are going to play around. Don't fool me so that your deepest secret will be saved.”“No, ma'am. I just repeated it a few times because I couldn't see the name. Even if you're the one to check it, there's no name here.”Mitch took her phone from her bag and immediately pretended to call someone. The woman's eyes show the fear she has inside of her because of what Mitch will do. “Do your job, miss, if you don't want me to call your lover's wife.”“Ma'am, there is only the purchaser'
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 84
I moved quickly to put the bouquet in a plastic bag. I was waiting for Mitch to call me. We will be going to catch the person who sent those flowers and necklace. I was longing for something, and a sudden sadness mixed up inside my heart. My heart was crying for a reason that's not certain. Marcov and I have not been quarreling lately. He was not the reason why I felt this was torn apart. I was thinking of the blue ocean when my phone rang. I picked it up and answered the call. It's Mitch who's calling. “Hello, Mitch?”“Veronne, are you alright?" After hearing her ask me that question, I held tight to the phone while feeling how drops of tears bounced on to my thighs. I was crying, and the worst part was that I wasn't sure of the reason why. “Veronne?”My phone fell on the cushion of the couch, and my hand followed. I embrace myself, trying to give it solace.After how many minutes, someone rang the doorbell. I stood up and opened the door. As soon as she entered the room, she ope
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 85
I was looking at the outside of the window of Mitch's car. My tears were traveling down my face—unstoppable.The street lights and the lights from other cars flash on my face. I wasn't sure where we were right now. I told her earlier to just drive. There is also no certainty where I want Mitch to stop her car. “Veronne, I really don't expect that to happen.”“What about me, Mitch? I never thought that she was that person. I have accused many other people. I suspected other people because it was far from my mind that that person was my good mother! She's even playing mystery! She probably thought that I would just forget what she did to me! Hell no! She put me through the hell I've been through! I didn't know that my suffering was totally over because of my aunt and cousin, because they are also back in my life now, and here she is, trying to claim her role in my life as if she didn't wound my heart!”“Veronne, I know that you are angry with your mother right now. But you know what? I
Rescued By The Forty-Five Years Old Zillionaire. Chapter 86
-Marcov-I was in the living room of her unit, but I could still hear sobs from inside her room. It's the second week since her mother suddenly appeared again and was trying to ask for her forgiveness. I let out a heavy sigh. With my elbows above my thick thighs and my fingers massaging my scalp, my mind was roaming in the deepest thought to think what else I could do to save her from this sadness. I pressed my lips together before my feet finally decided to stand up. My arms were swaying beside my body while I was walking on my way to her room. My heart was torn as my eyes nailed at her back, which was moving out of the exhaustion that she was feeling. When I was near the bed, I put my palm above the soft fabric that covered the thick and bouncy foam. Slowly, my butt was pushed down and immediately buried in the foam. My fingers crawled until my entire right hand was holding her arm. I gently caressed that side of her arm. Suddenly, I felt her touch the back of my hand. She stop
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