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FROM DESK TO DATE ; A BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE

Chapter 3 BEHIND CLOSED DOORS

Word Count: 1004    |    Released on: 13/10/2024

ope you're home" Julie

h, s

e mi

inutes,

ing through TikTok w

red through the apprehensiv

essed in lingerie that ex

felt throbs in b

out the

om, let's go

ully as she climbed the stairs. She was comp

repared" Rachel said as

stripped off the robe and ra

wall, she ran her ha

ushed her

Juliette ran her fingers over her hard dark nipples and squeeze

her nipples and ea

ran her fingers over her g-spot and tw

ate with two fingers. She li

uggle between keeping her eyes stable and

d tears ran down her cheeks as Juliette incre

were getti

ned them with

egs began

held Juliette's hands and thrusted d

jacul

as she stood to clean he

egs w

legs malfunction" Juliette responded , smi

l's j

GREGORY

d by lush green forests and vast expanses of rolling hills. The rough terrain reminded him of Camil

bout wayward girls avoiding underground clinics because these bumps are already enough to term

but his smile faded as he reme

he knows I didn't love her and that's enough because maybe I did but I was

It was another wholesome day indeed. Anything about Camila gave him c

a soursop he had purchased from the mall earlier on and sta

s thoughts turned to his son's surroundings, still housing the sentiments of his mother. The tri-coloured

a, came into view, nestled among meticulo

. His thoughts were startled by the GPS map

or me sir, I w

it's already an honor to be

ting him to Alexandre's study. "Welcome, Monsieur Depont. P

he housekeeper, Mr. Colson kept rattling on and on about th

erfect Mr. Depont?". George admired the tasteful artwork and ele

he house helper. "Alexandre

certainly didn't know what he was exp

XAN

June,

est

ications since a week ago, const

ed h

e to s

ee the contempt

t from Mr. Colson. "We're outs

, momentarily

brown papered diary o

n the whole time and barely

t". It was

n me for dinner, I w

hall we, Mr. Depont? Alexandre gesture

houghts, his words faltering like a beggar's plea. The opulent dining room, with its crystal

ust say, your estate is truly... magnificent." The words hung in the air

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