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AUNT MAGGIE

CHAPTER 11- AUNT MAGGIE

ZAHRA'S POV

I walked out of the Kashem estate gates to meet Dashiell who stood outside, leaning on the door to his luxurious, black Chevrolet Corvette C8, and waiting patiently for me.

Our eyes locked as I began to saunter over to him, my black stiletto heels making a crunching sound on the tarred road. I swayed my hips unknowingly, allowing my long wavy hair that cascaded down my back to bounce up and down.

I wore a tight, white dress that hugged my curves in the right places, the chest part pushed up my large breasts, and the high slit on the dress revealed my toned legs.

Dashiell didn't take his eyes off me for one second. His eyes scanned my every move like a hawk waiting for mother hen to leave her chicks and go search for food.

"Good evening," I mumbled shyly, trying to avert his gaze. In response, he nodded his head and asked me to get inside the car.

I looked gorgeous facially, but I was screaming inside my head at how embarrassing what just happened w
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