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He covered her hard nipples with his warm mouth, completely neutralizing the effect of the breeze against her body.She unconsciously moaned.He gave attention to both her breasts. She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled him closer as her breath hitched up, her legs were wrapped around him."Brant?" She called in a weak hoarse voice."Stop always ruining the moment!" He pinched her nipples."Ahhh…!" She moaned, "the…oven." She managed to say.He did not let go of her mounts. His strong hands caressed them. Not that she wanted him to stop though…she needed him to quench the burning flames in the pit of her tummy, but…."What with the oven?" He asked in-between the pleasurably torture."There's cake in it." She managed to say.He trailed kisses down her belly, leaving a sense of warmth everywhere he moist lips touch.She drew in her breath, deepening her tummy in a hollow."It'll get burnt!" She insisted while holding unto his hair."You are more delicious than the cake!" He teas

Chapter 93The voice in Grandmaster's head."Hey, what are you up to?" Mila's voice sounded by the kitchen door."Ugh, nothing! Oh actually, I'm fulfilling my promise." Brant flashed her a smile.She had his shirt worn over a pair of jogger shorts, which was clearly oversize on her but sexy."Wow, you made all these cakes?" She looked at the two iced cakes in amazement. He had barely started icing the third one.Damn! He knew better than to ruin Shailene's work."Yeah, I made a promise right?" He smiled at her.She tiptoed and kissed him on the lip briefly."Hmm, why do I get the scent of a woman's perfume in here?" Mila broke off the kiss and sniffed the air.Brantley's heart cut and fell in his chest. He had succeeded to get Shailene out of sight just by a split second of chance."A woman's perfume? Jeez, those are some huge accusations, huh?" He chuckled nervously.Mila narrowed her eyes at him."Who was here?" She asked sternly."What? Nobody, just me." He lied smoothly….well, his

"Hmmm, yes! You have a point." The boss crossed his legs over the other."But I remember only replying to a message you sent a few years back, it was rude of me to ignore it for this long." The boss countered."Huh, what is he talking about?" Carlson was at it again.Pops regretted why he chose Carlson to be his ears, he felt as to punch the boy to shut up!"Please remind me, this old man's memory must be fading." Grandmaster sipped from his glass once more. Grandmaster appeared very relaxed.There was silence in the room."I'll have this conversation one on one with you." The boss stated."Ok, fine by me." Grandmaster agreed."What are you doing father?" Carlson's voice echoed in his father's ear, at least he was not as loud as the previous times.And as usual, Carl got ignored.Freya and Dom were asked to step out.They each looked at their master's skeptically before agreeing to it."You should turn off the Cameras too." Grandmaster stated when it was only both of them.His eyes

"So what you are trying to tell us is that the Glacier Cartel had nothing to do with your disappearance?" Carl asked Fabiola.When she walked in last night, everyone was elated to see her but nobody questioned her either.She looked like a ghost though. Grandmaster had instructed the maids to prepare her something special, have a change of clothes and a good night's rest, not forgetting the doctor's checkup.Dom, Carl and Pops could not blink their eyes closed the entire night. They anxiously waited for the dawn of the next day. Everybody was eager to know what happened to her. Mila was not stupid. She went to her apartment after leaving Brantley's mansion. She grabbed a set of dirty clothes from the laundry basket and dabbed on her body. The stalled scent was almost unbearable, but she knew that she needed to do it. If people had to buy her story, then of course she needed to look like her story."But you got home that Sunday night, didn't you?" Pops asked.His tracker

"Have you for once thought that she could be breaking up with you to protect you?" Linda asked.Brant took a moment to reflect on her words.'Maybe Linda was right, but what if she were wrong too? What if Mila had been playing with me the entire time? But why would she leave suddenly?' He drifted in his thoughts."If you really love her, then free her!" Linda stated."From who, from what?" Brant asked. "From whoever or whatever is keeping her away from you. Simple!" "She would not tell me anything, she…" Brant started to complain."She already told you more than enough." Linda cut in.Brant stared at her in confusion, waiting for her to shed more light on her statement."She told you that your father killed her family right?" Linda adjusted herself on the chair."Yes…" "Her gold is to make him pay, right?" "Yes…just what are you getting at?" Brant asked impatiently, partially raising his voice."Don't you dare yell at me when you've decided to sit on your brain!" Linda snapped bac