You're My Guilty Pleasure

woman. As soon as the woman entered the room, she i

r long curly burgundy hair added to her overall charm. The gaudy dress she was wearing did not diminish her charm in the slightest, instea

d the attention of e

ly to Wilson as he jumped up from the sofa.

t cough, Nova signaled

to the girl. She gave Isabel a bottle of wine and winked at her. "Take goo

ed Isabel tow

beating with excitement even as he squin

! It reall

innocence and purity in her eyes. She was like an orchid blooming in a dar

like this! He was not looking at her with admiration or lust, like the other men. Instead, he scanned her icily

d and sat down next to Wilson. She looked calm and beautiful, as she deliberately ignored Wilson's icy reception. Sitti

she secretly guessed their identities. Who were they? They had to be important for

ally asked her to serve well. Right now, he silently sipped his drink while his cold and bewitchi

ook him in the eye. She concentrated on filling up his wine glass. But still, this simple ac

meet you," she said in a gentle and pleasant voice, with a

eferred if she didn't drink too much, anyway. They were easily satisfied just as long as she had one drink with them. She was well-known for her beauty. Among her clients were celebriti

d that she made the nightclub famo

ntangled with her guests, no matter how much they offered her. And she had been successf