"I'm sorry, but I'm not Leora," Beatrice asserted with a displeased expression. "Please respect that boundary, even if you still hope that the little child is alive."
Alfred stared at Beatrice with an incredulous look.
"You came here to meet me, right? To confirm your suspicions?"
"Yes." Alfred replied without hesitation.
"Then don't act like someone who is committing a crime," Beatrice said.
Alfred, who was still staring at Beatrice intently, eventually laughed. He waved his hand lightly at David, and shortly after, all the guns that were aimed at Sam and his men were lowered. The same went for Sam's other men. The weapons were no longer as intimidating to Beatrice.
This action was met with a thin smile from Beatrice. "Thank you."
"So... will you comply with this old man's request?" Alfred asked.
Beatrice thought for a moment. It didn't occur to her that she might be someone like what was being suggested. It could be true or i
Jack stared at Eland with a bemused frown. "You're completely insane, Eland."Eland, on the other hand, seemed relaxed as he leaned back in the comfortable chair. Occasionally, he whistled happily, his spirits soaring high. He had already finished his tequila glass. But Eland always excelled when it came to handling alcoholic drinks. He didn't get drunk easily and remained focused no matter how much he drank, as long as it was tequila."I'm heading back to headquarters," Eland said as he grabbed his phone from the table. "You want to rest too, right?""I should have done that two hours ago, Eland," Jack chuckled. He raised his hands in the air. "I'm really exhausted. But everything is settled with Boss Sam's affairs, so I'm relieved. There are no more obstacles, especially regarding the renovations and the parts that shouldn't be exposed to the public.""You know how our boss is," Eland grinned. "I need some sleep.""You've already slept, you basta
No matter how much he's had to drink, it doesn't seem to help him momentarily forget what happened. Everything keeps changing, forcing him to think hard when there's no way out anymore. Stuck. He can't even retreat from this situation. Maybe it would be better if he were just killed.Unfortunately... the executor refuses to swing the sword. Instead, he chooses to let his victim suffer. Just like himself."Have you finished your madness, Jimmy?" Gerald asked as he entered the workspace of Jimmy Lee. Usually, there were scattered papers and project discussions that the man worked on. Even under Alfred's control, Jimmy truly explored himself to develop. Gerald could say that Jimmy had some contribution, albeit not much, to the progress of some projects entrusted to him."Can you stop the demonstration at the headquarters?" Jimmy sneered. He had been feeling dizzy for a few days. He ignored it because there was something much more important than the dizziness.
Beatrice slowly opened her eyes. She wriggled slowly, feeling restricted in her movements. Her fingertips touched a surface of skin that she recognized all too well. The man beside her still slept soundly, making her hesitant to move too much around. She was afraid of disturbing his sleep.Instead, she drew closer to him, wanting their bodies to be even closer. Gazing at Sam's face from such a close distance made Beatrice feel fortunate. She couldn't explain why her feelings changed so quickly, nor could she fathom the depth of his emotions. It was too scary for her to ask. The current situation was enough for her."Are you awake?" Sam asked, squinting slightly. "What time is it?""I don't know. I haven't had a chance to look at the time," Beatrice replied.Sam smiled faintly, pulling Beatrice closer into his embrace. "You're never satisfied just watching me sleep, are you? You're like this almost every day."Beatrice laughed softly, gently tracing
Alfred enjoyed his cigar, the smoke dissipating quickly in the afternoon breeze. The sound of waves kissing the shore accompanied their conversation. The old man didn't expect the resort he visited to be so luxurious once he entered its premises. It was vast and well-maintained by the owner. He also noticed many of Sam's subordinates wandering around.Sam, who had been reading Alfred's report intently, now handed the file to Hugo. He wanted to know his trusted assistant's opinion as well. If it confirmed his suspicions, there was no doubt that Alfred's visit was not merely to deliver the file. Beatrice was accompanying him.Hugo quickly read through the pages while Sam took out a cigar from his shirt pocket, mirroring Alfred, who was still enjoying his smoke while leaning back in his chair, never taking his eyes off Sam."Do you already know what happened, don't you?" Alfred asked with a thin smile."What do you want to hear from me?" Sam laughed. "Shall
The blonde woman grumbled repeatedly, occasionally glancing back reflexively. Who knows if someone was following their speeding motorcycles. Several times, she heard blaring horns and curses from drivers ahead of them.Gerald."We're heading out of town," he shouted."Whatever," Bella muttered, closing her helmet and following the rider's lead. Half an hour ago, when she felt hopeless and resigned to her fate, she heard a disturbing commotion.Not wanting to be disturbed, she chose to retreat under her blanket. She could spend the whole day sleeping in this room undisturbed, except for the occasional unexpected visit from Eland. That man was so damn annoying! Why did she have to encounter someone like Eland?How could she enjoy every touch from Eland, which was far from gentle and careful? Throughout her time as Sam's woman, visited by him whenever he needed comfort, Sam treated her with respect.Eland?She squeezed her eyes shut, try
Sam leaned back while massaging his temples. He couldn't count how many cigarettes he had smoked just to dissipate some of the anger towards someone who used to be close to him. Fortunately, their closeness was limited to physical encounters and pleasure. They rarely shared stories or engaged in lighthearted conversations like AnaBella did.The ruler hadn't forgotten their meeting with Bella back then. She was a beautiful woman, akin to a queen bee, drawing the attention of the opposite sex. They would gaze at her, seek her attention, and desire to possess her. Sam knew that. But he wasn't interested in making Bella the queen in his life. He merely placed her, a girl desired by many men out there, by his side. Perhaps it was because of Sam's treatment that Bella became arrogant. However, since Bella came into his life, Sam rarely had the desire to touch other women. It was just fleeting moments to fulfill his needs. Most of what Sam desired could be matched by Bella.A
"Are you sure I can stay here, Jack?" Eland asked to confirm. The doctor said there was nothing to worry about from the recent gunshot wound Jack had suffered. It didn't hit any vital organs, although there was significant bleeding that made Eland anxious.If it weren't for Bella being in Flown, there wouldn't have been that shootout. But if Bella hadn't infiltrated Flown, they wouldn't have known about Bella's wicked plan along with those two cowards, Gerald and Jimmy. The attack on Jimmy's mansion should have been carried out with one hundred percent intent. Not leaving a single one of them alive.Goodness."I can. I can sleep soundly here," Jack joked casually. Then he waved his slightly chubby hand. "Go, Eland. I can handle it myself."Eland sighed. "I won't bring wine to your room tonight. Don't complain."Jack laughed triumphantly. "I'm not the one addicted to tequila."The man in the casual white shirt just grinned. He walked away fro
Two hours before Sam prepared to leave.On the way back from the hospital this time, Sam remained silent. Completely. Beatrice felt the urge to ask what Sam and his two subordinates were discussing. Why did his face become more fierce and gloomy? The aura of not wanting to be disturbed by anything, including Beatrice's voice, was palpable."Sam," Beatrice called softly. Her hand was itching to touch Sam's muscular arm as he sat comfortably beside her. Beatrice knew that Rulli occasionally glanced at Sam with curiosity and fear combined. His order was clear, directing their car to headquarters."Don't talk, Beatrice," he said.His voice was filled with a dark aura. Sam's gestures indicated that he did not want to be disturbed. Even with his eyes closed, Beatrice was convinced that there were many thoughts running through his mind. This made Beatrice sigh softly. Until the car entered the headquarters' area, which she hadn't visited in a long time, Sam rema
Beatrice PoVWhen the alarm went off loudly, I jumped in surprise. Crazy! Who set the alarm tone? I felt like my heart would burst! But then I remembered that I had set the alarm so early on purpose. I smiled, replacing the frown on my lips. You can't be upset.This is a special day.I lifted the blanket slowly, making sure not to disturb the man who had accompanied my sleep for eight years. Duh ... why has the level of handsomeness never diminished at all, huh? In fact, I think he's even more handsome. I swear. His body is getting better, even if it's... a little bloated. A little bit, yeah. A little bit."Happy anniversary, my husband Samuel."That's all I said. The long sentence would come later. I had to hurry to the kitchen. I have a special breakfast to prepare, and Ganda and Gandi are supposed to pick up their report cards this morning. God, I'm going to need earplugs later. I don't want to listen to the twins' teacher's chatter. Not to ment
"Ah!" Beatrice sighed as the fingers slipped into her womanhood. Her eyes were closed as her hands squeezed tightly. Because after those fingers went in, Samuel made Beatrice even more confused. He used the tip of his tongue to provide stimulation that made his wife sigh again.For Samuel, Beatrice's sighs were similar to the rhythm he now enjoyed in his life.The finger kept stirring in there. So did the tip of his tongue. Again and again."Ah! Samuel." I don't know how many times Beatrice shook her head from side to side. The tastes that Samuel was giving her down there really overwhelmed her. In addition, she could feel the tongue's movements becoming wilder and wilder, caressing her clit. Several times she felt it being sucked, sometimes bitten. Samuel was really playing with her at will. But really, Beatrice didn't want him to stop for a moment.Where..."Samuel!" she cried when she was about to get her first release. But Samuel stopped his su
"As you wish.""Then don't blame me."What Beatrice never expected was for Samuel to lightly pull off the thin but comfortable but wet pants Beatrice was still wearing. She stared in disbelief as the cloth was thrown around by Samuel in a random place. "Samuel!"Samuel grinned with satisfaction. Where her husband then spread his thighs slightly. He leaned down to kiss Beatrice's wet lower lip. That was after slowly opening her lips to expose them even more.Beatrice received another sensual touching attack and this time it was much more than just sucking on her nipples. But..."Excuse me, room service!"Samuel growled in annoyance. Beatrice laughed."Patience, Samuel. Eat first. You're hungry too, aren't you?""Can't you eat first?" Samuel asked, sulking. He didn't pay attention to the bell ringing again."No, no. I don't have much energy if I eat now. You cheat so much that you make me lose all the time."Samuel
Beatrice's eyes began to fall on Samuel's shirt, which still clung to her husband's body. "Um... it's a good idea to take it off, Sam." The hand that still cupped Samuel's face moved again. This time Beatrice's determination was clear; to get back at Samuel for squeezing Beatrice's ass like that.What did he say? Squeezed? Is Beatrice's ass a doll?Beatrice's slow, almost constant, wet intervals and her eyes following the fingers down Samuel's face made it clear to her that her husband was enjoying what she was doing. Occasionally, right at the top of her husband's chest, Beatrice would deliberately stop. Twisting it with the tip of her index finger was what she did next. The buttons of the shirt were still fully undone and Beatrice began to undo them.Samuel simply gave in. He had no intention of asking her to stop. Even when she removed her shirt completely. Leaving behind an undershirt that was already wet."I've always liked the shape of your body."
Beatrice grinned. "I was thinking of a renovated house."That's right. The house they wanted to live in was no longer at the base, although Beatrice liked it. Alfred had indeed been a test for both of them. The old man had insisted that Beatrice live in the house he had left her. The four-story house was located in the hilly area leading to Alfred's mansion. It was not the Quassano family retreat; it was in another neighborhood.Alfred had given her the house as a wedding present, and it had to be occupied. Otherwise, the old man would also be living at the Twin Dragons' headquarters. How inconvenient was that?Samuel frowned at his wife's question. Why was his wife so far off the mark? What did her destination glamping resort New Island Resort offers luxury glamping that is famous in the northern section have to do with the house? "What does that mean?""Our main room is on the second floor, right?"Samuel nodded, for that was the truth."T
Anne understood this desire. Immediately, without much noise, she gave in; the tempo of her mouth whisking quickened. Occasionally he took it out and massaged it gently. Then she brought it back in to suck and suckle."That's enough, honey," Eland said, pulling his wife's face slightly. "I don't want to come in your mouth." He rubbed the corner of Anne's wet lips. Slowly, he asked Anne to lie back down. Making sure she was comfortable, he opened Anne's thighs again and quickly inserted his increasingly tense and reddened manhood. Again he quickly pumped Anne. Pushing Anne who somehow felt her womanhood getting tighter and tighter on his.He even hissed in pleasure at the feeling that ran through his entire body. Just like Anne, who sighed and moaned in pleasure."Ahhh ... ahh ... " Anne's head shook absentmindedly. She asked Eland to hold her. After feeling some of the weight of her husband's body, she wrapped her legs around Eland's waist. This gives her full a
"This is your reward for waiting, Anne." Eland rubbed Anne's clit again. In fact, Anne's heart stopped at the sudden buzzing that greeted her ears. Even though she had already felt him enter her, it still made her feel uncomfortable."Oh!" Anne gasped slightly as the vibrating foreign object entered her. There was a strange sensation as it moved inside her. It took some adjustment for her fingers to squeeze the spree she slept on. She had felt something like this several times in her fights with Eland. She didn't mind because Eland always asked. And made her comfortable with no intention of harm or domination.She put aside the thought that Eland had been domineering and rude during his intercourse with Anne."What do you think?" asked Eland as he watched Anne's physical response. "Don't close your thighs. Relax, my dear."Anne wanted to protest the word relax that Eland had just said. How could she relax when the vibrating thing in there was driving her
Eland became even more aroused. The more he accelerated the movement of his hands, stirring Anne's copulation hole. It didn't matter how many times Anne said his name, which he felt sounded more and more melodious. Until... he felt Anne's twitch. He also felt the slow pull of the woman reaching her first climax."Eland!"Not wanting to stop yet, Eland continued to stir inside her. Mixing with the sticky fluid that was increasingly wetting Anne's womanhood."Already," Anne whimpered as she held her fingers and gently pushed the man to let go."Not yet." He took the finger out anyway. He replaced it with the entire area of Anne's womanhood being licked and sucked without a trace. Anne closed her eyes in resignation. Her face was slightly sweaty. The sensation that ran through her entire body began to normalize, even though down there she was still receiving stimulation that she was sure would not stop until Eland was satisfied.Anne surrendered as El
"On purpose?" Eland asked with a thin grin. He also leaned down slightly to whisper right into the hollow of the woman's neck. Where the long hair was gathered on Anne's left side. Even without words, Eland knew that Anne wanted the right side of her smooth neck to be noticed."No." Anne smiled, biting the tip of her lower lip. She tightened her grip on the edge of the sink as she felt Eland's hands gently squeeze her breasts beneath the silky fabric she wore. What his body was doing made her feel even more, there was a certain friction behind it.It was as if Eland was deliberately teasing her. She could also feel that the man's cock was already protruding there. The repeated rubbing seemed to provide its own stimulation. The man's hand continued to move actively as he found his favorite toy. His tongue, which had yet to leave the recesses of Anne's neck, drove her even crazier."Eland," Anne sighed in anguish. She felt the tip of her nipple being pulled out fr