LOVE BEYOND SCANDAL

ising his eyebrows at her disheveled state. "Were you laughing?" he asked in his British accent, noticing her pupils dilate. "Nope," she shook her head, messing up her hair.

to place kisses on her delicate skin. "But right now, I need a shower," I finish, close enough that my nose is against hers. "You're such a tease," she mutters, but nonetheless, I press my lips to hers. "You love me, mi amor," I quip before walking off towards the bathroom. "That I do, Amor mio," she calls after me, and I smirk before disappearing into the dark bathroom. sto

thoughts swirled in my mind about discussions with my Green Energy subsidiary. Over the years, I'd pursued alternatives to gas for o

ned the concept and its functionality, particularly since I was expanding into Asia, a new economic center. Though not the

d ideas at that moment, I took a pen an

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ut of the lounge and head into the closet scanning over the line of suits before settling on a n

to the bathroom to do my hair while Luna got dresse

me consisted of granola milk, and blueberries that I had actually mixed with cream be

rything away and went into the breakfast nook to eat it for

tly taken up my habit of appearing or I may have j

and set it inside letting out a momentary clink as I did, before foldin

and just gaze into the horizon for fun" she comm

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