One Night Stand With The Billionaire Boss

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ually, she

this way. From what I understand, at the clinic you’d have two choices of

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me at her description. “

ment and squeezes before releasing i

ips? You’re so strong, Elizabeth. So resili

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ttle from the row. He brings it over and puts it on the table,

edge of the chair, knees bent. I look down at her toe

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st ten years, I know very little about her love life. She’s a private person, and as

be pretty tipsy to open up like this. “Tim cheated on me. Rich had issues in the bedroom

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him through a plate-glass window for it, and the

disasters into comedy moments—but I’m not laughing. The thought of a

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isky in one, and pour myself another shot. She does t

the guy’s teeth so far down his throat he’d be shitting molars for a fortnight. But Elizabet

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