No, Ferdi wasn't angry at Sam's sarcastic remark. It was the truth. He let Sam and his men leave the mansion. He also had leftover work that needed immediate attention, including news that would undoubtedly cause a commotion in the Southern Department tomorrow. Or... today?The Southern Police managed to arrest the mastermind behind the chaos that struck the Twin Dragons' hideout and Flown Discotheque. It was suspected to be a revenge attack involving several parties. Several casualties had been given the best treatment for their injuries. They swiftly apprehended and seized Joseph Quassano's assets, including his shares in Quassano, Ltd.As known to all, Jimmy Lee, Alfred Quassano's replacement, was involved in a money laundering case that harmed the Quassano faction in various sectors. It turned out to be orchestrated by Joseph Quassano himself. The total wealth of Joseph that would be examined in the near future amounted to thirty trillion, along with several monitored assets under
Beatrice smiled widely when she saw that there was still a little bit of lunch left on Alfred's plate. Although it was a bit challenging to persuade the old man to finish his meal, at least his progress was remarkable. His health was also gradually improving. The stab wound in his stomach didn't reach any vital organs. However, it was concerning because of Alfred's age, which had reached seventy."Grandfather is happy that his grandson takes care of this old and feeble self. Not David anymore," Beatrice laughed. She cleared the empty tray to the side table. "In two days, Grandfather will be able to go home. But you mustn't engage in too many activities yet. Mr. David has also informed me about many things. I don't really know what to do.""That's exactly why you should get well soon, Grandfather. You should learn everything about what you possess," Alfred gently stroked Beatrice's head. "You are my granddaughter, the main heir to everything I have, Leora."Beatrice grimaced slightly.
Hugo stared intently at his phone, completely focused on observing the movements of his opponent. Occasionally, his fingers measured the strength and capabilities of the opposing side. Sometimes, he would give instructions to his gaming partner. He sat comfortably in front of Jack's desk, which had returned to its normal state."Hugo," called Eland. "Seriously, you've been playing for two hours and you're still not satisfied?""Shut up. Shut up, Eland. Don't disturb my concentration," Hugo glanced at him cynically, then refocused on his screen. "I'm in the finals, Eland. If I win, I'll treat myself to a 37mm caliber shotgun.""The latest model?" Eland smirked slyly. "A 37mm caliber, huh?""You bastard!" Hugo slammed the table. His eyes glared at Eland with an unpleasant look. "Hold on a moment, Eland. My opponent is crazy good at this game. The latest shotgun, caliber 37. Alright, I'll buy it. I'll win first."Eland chuckled contentedly. "What do you want, Jack? If I win this game, I'
The wind blowing against Beatrice's face, she didn't want it to end. She didn't even want to close her helmet visor. Instead, she raised her hand to catch the air. It was futile because air could only be felt and not grasped. But Beatrice didn't care. For her, this journey that Sam took her on, to an unknown destination, she didn't care.As long as she was with Sam, she felt safe.Besides, after everything that had happened, Beatrice was not blind to the rumors circulating around her, especially regarding the improving security situation. She was also relieved to know that the chaotic headquarters was being renovated to stand as it once was.Beatrice didn't forget how that incident had unfolded. During the emotional funeral of Sam's subordinates, Beatrice was there. Sam stood there silently, staring at the row of mounds of earth covered with flower petals. That event left a deep impression on Beatrice. Fear. Truly, Beatrice was afraid that something like that might happen again.Howev
As long as she asked Sam to just look at her, as long as that happened, Beatrice prayed. Hopefully, what she felt, Sam would feel it too."Go inside quickly, Beatrice," Sam commanded as they arrived in front of the open wooden gate.Sam's words startled Beatrice. "Okay, Sam." She quickly dismounted. One of the guards appeared surprised by the arrival of a guest, whom he immediately greeted with joy."Sir? You've truly returned?"Sam stared sharply at the house servant. "Save the chitchat for later, Hans. Take Beatrice inside immediately. The rain is starting!""A-alright, Sir!" Hans stuttered.He hurriedly approached Beatrice and helped her inside. He wanted to ask many questions, but what his master said was true; the heavy rain would surely drench them both. Hans also quickly instructed another servant to prepare a meal—whether it could be categorized as lunch or afternoon, what mattered was that both of his masters needed a proper reception. He rushed to convey various things."Pre
"Quickly, Beatrice. Before you become my meal."Not wanting to take the risk of defying Sam's words, Beatrice quickened her pace. She asked questions here and there before serving the meal for Sam. Suddenly, his plate was filled with various dishes. It was all because the available dishes looked tempting.Worsened, Sam really didn't want to use his hands just to feed himself. He asked Beatrice to do it. Nevertheless, Beatrice happily complied with all of Sam's requests. Despite his cold and brusque words, Sam's demeanor today truly made her happy. His joy seemed to have spread across Beatrice's face since earlier."Done," Sam said as he finished the last few bites. "You finish it, you.""This is still too much, Sam," Beatrice exclaimed."You only ate a little," Sam chose to finish his remaining drink.Beatrice pouted. She looked at her plate, which had a few pieces of grilled shrimp and squid left. "It's a shame not to eat it," she said, determined to finish the rest.Sam smiled conte
Beatrice tried to normalize her heavy breathing. She gasped for air as if the oxygen supply was thin. It was all because of Sam's relentless assault on her sensitive spots, overwhelming her. Her breasts were squeezed and played with, while Sam's fingers wildly stroked below. They sought and touched Beatrice's most sensitive areas."I always love seeing your face turn red because of me," Sam praised.The black-haired girl widened her eyes and screamed in disbelief as Sam lifted her effortlessly. Weightless and light, she was now in Sam's embrace. She immediately wrapped her arms around Sam's neck, finding her own grip."You didn't even tell me you wanted to be carried," she whispered, pouting. She comfortably leaned against his strong body that never ceased to amaze her.Sam just grinned. "It's too cold outside. You might get sick." He briefly kissed the top of Beatrice's head. "Grab that remote, will you? Close all the windows, the button is green."Compliantly, Beatrice grabbed the r
Sam grinned slightly. He brought the body still in his lap back down. Moving aside the other pillows so that his bed was only occupied by the two of them. "Take off your panties," Sam requested while hurriedly removing his shirt.Beatrice nodded faintly. She slowly removed the coverings on her intimate area, intentionally inviting Sam to come closer. And because of that, Sam looked at her with intense desire."You're really teasing, aren't you?" Sam moistened his lips. The sound of the buckle opening and the buttons on his pants, which he was still wearing, made Beatrice swallow her saliva. His now liberated member stood erect."You're not planning on turning on the lights? It's dark," Beatrice played with the ends of her long hair. Swearing for anything, Beatrice wanted to curse herself. How could she act like a seductive mistress of a powerful man?"For what?" Sam was already prepared to crawl closer to Beatrice."Don't you want to see me more clearly?"Sam pulled the corners of his
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