In matter of minutes, he doned in a gray suit with a mint shirt that made him look daper and fresh and talked to his executive assistant over the phone that he will be arriving at 10:00 A.M.William paced back and forth in his luxurious hotel suite, torn between the urgency of finding Sarah and his realization that she must still be sore after their passionate night together. His desire for her was undeniable, a burning hunger that threatened to consume him. However, he couldn't ignore the fact that Sarah needed rest, that pushing her too soon might cause more harm than good."She must be sore... physically and emotionally. I can't rush this.His inner turmoil was palpable. He longed to feel her presence beside him, to hold her in his arms once more, but he also understood the importance of giving her the time and space she needed. The memory of their shared intimacy was etched in his mind, each moment a testament to the profound connection they had forged.James called him that they
Draped in a simple, black sheath dress that hugged her every curve, Sarah embodies a blend of grace and determination. The long sleeves provide an air of modesty, while the hood framing her face added an element of intrigue. This attire was not merely a fashion choice; it concealed her concealed armor, cleverly strapped to her limbs and ready for action. Sarah was always prepared, and her dress, its hem gracefully brushing her ankles, concealed her true intentions.A pair of sleek, black stilettos graced her feet, their sharp lines a stark contrast to the flowing elegance of her dress. These shoes were more than just a fashion statement; they symbolize her inner strength and readiness to face any challenge head-on. Her golden curls, typically flowing like a cascade of sunshine, were expertly tied in a neat bun, ensuring they stayed out of her way as she readied herself for the unpredictable day ahead.Although her face was hidden behind dark sunglasses, they couldn't completely mask t
Sarah's security team sprang into action with practiced efficiency. An expert among them swiftly and deftly disarmed the device, rendering it harmless in a matter of seconds. The potential catastrophe had been averted, but the shock and fear lingered in the air like an unshakable specter.Sarah's gaze, sharp and unyielding, swept over the assembled guests, and her eyes settled on Cynthia and Benjie Lao. They wore expressions of feigned innocence, yet their guilt was palpable. Cynthia's fragile facade crumbled as she succumbed to the stress of the moment, collapsing in her mourning attire. Servants rushed to her aid, carrying her away from the scene.It was a stark reminder that even in the solemnity of a wake, the undercurrents of power, rivalry, and treachery ran deep, and Sarah would need to navigate them with unwavering resolve.In the wake of the attempted bombing, a palpable tension hung in the air, and Sarah could feel the weight of her responsibility pressing down upon her shou
The late afternoon sun cast a warm, golden hue across the room where Chairman Vincent, Sarah, Catherine, and Hendrick gathered to discuss the relocation of the wake. The room was adorned with opulent furnishings, a testament to the wealth and power of the Xiang family. Outside, through large windows, a view of the vast and beautiful garden stretched as far as the eye could see.Chairman Vincent, an aging but still imposing figure, sat at the head of a long, polished wooden table. His sharp, calculating eyes bore the weight of a lifetime of business dealings. Sarah, his granddaughter, sat beside him, her presence a testament to the strength of the Xiang bloodline.His expression, while stern, also held a touch of nostalgia as he thought about the wake. He had been preparing for this moment for a long time, but the circumstances had taken an unexpected turn. He had hoped for a peaceful transition, but it seemed that challenges lay ahead.Catherine, the family lawyer and Vincent's truste
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the city, Sarah decided it was time to leave the grand mansion that had hosted her grandfather's wake. The heavy weight of her responsibilities seemed to momentarily lift as she retreated to the solace of her own thoughts. Gone was the somber attire she had worn throughout the day. Instead, she chose something that embodied youthfulness and vitality. Her choice was a mini balloon dress, adorned with playful patterns that brought out the vibrancy of her spirit. The dress hinted at her allure and beauty, its flowing fabric mirroring the grace with which she moved. For footwear, she opted for sneakers, a symbol of comfort and agility amidst the weight of her family's expectations. The juxtaposition of the dress and sneakers created a unique harmony, a blend of sophistication and casual charm that only Sarah could effortlessly pull off. Before departing the mansion, she took a refreshing shower, letting the warm water wa
“I never thought you could cook. Hmmm... "My mom taught me when I was nine years old. She was with us until my 12th birthday. She died in a car accident." William feeds her then kisses her lips. She could sense the bewilderment on the part of his mother's death. “I’m sorry to hear about that. Me, too. I lost both of my parents when I was young. So, I have no remember them. You're lucky you had you mom and still you have your dad.” William kissed her again. “You’re not alone now.” He reflected with what her said. He was shocked with how he reacted. He felt so protective of her. But in an instant, Sarah embraced her tightly and he did the same. "Tastes so good," she expressed her appreciation at the apple pancakes, then slaps his behind then laughs and ran. 'Wait 'til I catch you, I'll make you really fat by feeding you all of these and all my loadful cum." She ran to the bedroom then, he opens the door and finds her. They're like children playing hide and seek. He gave her a mout
In was a sunny morning, as the rays streaming through the glass walls. William left a sweetnote and a breakfast for her. She was totally on Cloud Nine, not thinking that all of these are just temporary. Then she receive a call which shook her to the core. As she was biting an apple, Catherine told her there's a change of plan. The apple rolled on the floor. She couldn't imagine such henious assault could be terribly done. Hendrick was badly beaten almost to death with 30 fractures. and one of his arms was cut and fed to the beasts. On the other hand, his date, her step cousin, Adelle now turned into a new leaf was violated, and tortured on their way to a restaurant. They are both at an intesive care unit fighting for their lives in undisclosed location for their safety. Hendrick lost one of his eyes. It was good that they were located and saved by her granduncle's men before they were fed to the hungry lions of the Lao's den. That is how inhuman Lao clan kills their prized rivals. T
Sarah wakes from deep slumber, her mind a blank canvas as she cautiously opens her eyes. The luxurious surroundings of the room are unfamiliar, and she slowly becomes aware of her own nakedness, the fine silk sheets a stark contrast to her exposed skin. Her fingers trace across her body, searching for any noticeable changes, but nothing stands out. A subtle wetness between her legs serves as a reminder of the passionate night that she had the with William the other night ago, where they had a marathon of steamy sessions until dawn. But last night wasn't the case, she was summoned by her step-cousin, Grayson Lao to protect her from his grandfather, Chairman Benjie Lao. Until now, she is still puzzled why he is helping her, so she must have to take precautions. As she scans the room, her eyes fall upon a plush bathrobe hanging within reach, tempting her to slip into its comforting embrace. A wave of unease washes over her when she recalls the near-ruined state of her scanty dress, tor