Delilah's Dirty Secret

ILA

knows me from some where. I maintained a straight face, acting like I didn't s

walked to the counter, and I ordered a non-alcoholic wine. I didn't want an

way she was glaring around,

d in a loud voice, w

rection. "You're taking the

. "I thought Ton

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got her numberi

eans you'll be t

l with me.

an't believe we've got much for tonight. That's a lot of

is the big

hat was eight months ago. Things turns out a little

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rkers too. Before I could get this number o

ng to protect their l

hey thought was right." She sighed again. "I see you ha

taring at... Not him. I mentally said to

ost famous billionaire!" She praised

Kim

oss? I am fu*kin

ning as I looked at her. "No! No, Mrs M

t me, a smug look on her face. "Too

ealized how loud I had screamed the 'what'

I guess this calls for a

mouth as I stared at the man that had m

eep dimple forming on his cheeks as his eyes

he moment as he maintain

his shouldn't

fu*king get

e it's gonna explode out of my ass. I could hear the loud sound of my hea

nding right in front of me. I sip on my wine,

ldn't b

old not-so-deep manly v

magining him asking me that, but no

my anxiety with the best sm

it." He co

e su

olic I guess. It has the same color and smell as min

ork here?

eplied, my voice seems like it's fading. I pla

udest moment, but

ng me a 'what the fu*k are you doing' look to

n, I was beginning to feel like the con

eke

eyes to his, heat spreading over my cheeks and I am so god damn

re like

He won't notice and he'll leave. Or he'll pr

me face leans down to my view, an amus

om somethi