" She's my tramp father, and no one except me is allowed to call her a tramp since she'll be my future wife in two days. " Miranda and Gerald were taken aback by Andrew's declaration. Damien remained seated as he watched the action with bated breath.
" I wouldn't let you marry her unless I personally killed you." Gerald leapt from his seat, his face as enraged as before.
"Seriously, kill me! Similar to what you did to my mother." Andrew retorted, his face red with rage. Miranda looked at Andrew, surprised because this was the first time she'd heard any of the brothers talk about their mother since she'd been at the house, but Andrew unexpectedly brought it up after Gerald threatened to kill his son if he married Miranda. Is it possible that their mother is no longer alive?
" What gives you the impression that I'm wrong?! " Andrew got a little closer to her. Her soul was bored by his piercing brown eyes. She was nervous once more, but this time not because she was afraid of him. As she glanced at his face, she could feel the heat between her legs. He kept looking at her body while smirking, she observed."Hmm... Isn't it wrong to disagree with someone like me?!" Andrew inquired of Miranda, observing her flushed cheeks.'She's so darn cute,' he thought.She yearned for him. And she couldn't deny it: she'd always desired his touch. She wasn't used to being drawn to a man in this way; it was the first time she'd felt her body drawn to a man in this way. He had been her first and she was certain he would be her last. He had a frightening, dark, and
The sky remained a little black. Miranda blinked and glanced at the ceiling when she awoke. She recalled being licked by Andrew till she passed out. She fell asleep after another round of climax because she was so fatigued. What happened to Andrew?!She peered around the room, but he didn't appear to be present. She wondered aloud, 'Was he downstairs?!' What time was it now?!Miranda slid out of bed, her huge eyes widening as she glanced at the wall clock. It was already morning? So, how long did she sleep? Miranda swiftly got out of bed and changed out of her pajamas after facepalming herself.Who has dressed her in her pyjamas?! She has no recollection of putting on any clothes after falling asleep. Andrew might have been the one to put her pyjamas on for her. After changi
" Where is your mother, and why do you say you miss her?! " She inquired, and he remained silent for a few moments, staring at her. She knew he didn't want to talk about it, and she suspected it was something he didn't want to remember. Miranda suspected that something had happened to his mother to cause him to remain silent." You can just say you don't want to talk about it," she says. She gave him reassurance."Yes, I agree. I don't want to discuss it for now." He muttered something and looked at her."Is it true that you all have the same mother?! Damien, I was referring to you, and..." He cut her off in the middle of her sentence." Yes, my brothers and I have the same mother." He responded. 
She remained befuddled for a few moments before regaining her composure and smiling. William returned her smile with a wink and motioned for her to take a seat in the chair at the far end of the room, which she did. She was speechless because she couldn't believe William Lake would be doing her make-up for the day. She grinned as her eyes met Andrew's." You're a stunning woman. " William said to Miranda." I appreciate it. " She blushed nervously as she returned her gaze to Andrew." I would have made you my girlfriend if I wasn't gay." Although it was clear that William was flirting with her, Miranda couldn't help but flush, and Andrew couldn't keep his rage in check. He can't just watch another man flirt with his woman. Although it was clear that William had no intention
" Andrew Templeton?! "A woman appears out of the crowd and throws her arms around Andrew's neck, and immediately Miranda knew it was Emily. She's wearing a full-length blue chiffon gown with a matching, delicately designed black Lace mask. With the way her skin glimmered in the chandeliers, it was almost evident that she was a blondie. She was stunning. Miranda was grateful for the dress Andrew had purchased for her for a brief period." Miranda, Miranda!" Oh, sweetheart, you are stunning! Because of my naughty brother right here, I wasn't able to see you. "I can't believe William Lake was the one who did your make-up for you; I've always wanted to meet him." Miranda gets a quick hug from her." Thank you. You look absolutely amazing. " Miranda replied.
He then placed his arm behind her and drew her so close to him that there was no space between them. Miranda's mind had shut down at this point, and she had no choice but to follow his lead. She never imagined her first dance would be as sensuous, enchanting, and intense as this. She wondered if this was how Cinderella felt when she danced with the prince for the first time."I don't have a frown on my face. I'm just unhappy you didn't get the opportunity to present me as more than an assistant." She expressed her feelings." I'm sorry, but I'm not able to." He groaned as he spun her around again, then threw her up in the air and caught her in his arms. Claps reverberated across the room.The guests were awestruck as they danced passionately. Although no one exce
Every mask present turned to the woman who had yelled out, surprisingly the money for the gemstone had gone up from one hundred thousand dollars, two hundred thousand dollars, and then Two million dollars, it was such a huge gap all because of a gemstone. Even the MC stared at the audience in confusion." Cupcake, what do you think you're doing?! " Andrew gave a sly grin." Going once…. ""$5 million dollars." Miranda's voice burst out once more, this time intended to embarrass Amelia; she wasn't bidding for the gemstone any longer, but she was implicitly telling Amelia that whatever was hers would be hers, including Andrew and she wouldn't let anyone, steal it." What is mine is mine, and I do not allow othe
Why is Amelia telling her this?! To make her feel sorry for Andrew or to leave him?!"He isn't going to tell you because he most likely doesn't want you to know anything about him. He can't love a tramp, he's not sensitive to any positive feelings, and he spends far too much time focusing on the negative and punishing women. He's looking for a woman who looks like me." Amelia remarked." So you're saying I should just leave him alone?! " Miranda chuckled, causing Amelia to scowl." You should leave him alone for your own good; you don't want to aggravate me because I bite so fiercely." She made a threat.She looked at her with ice-cold black eyes that bore her soul, attempting to see through her mask. Miranda let ou