Wrong Room: Sleeping With My Fiancé's Uncle

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ow dropped her champagne glass. It

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into a statue. The blood drained from his face so fast he looked like a

blood-curdling scream. She threw her han

hock. He sprinted toward t

fucking now!" Hyman roared, grabbi

d, his face pale with panic. "I can't! The system

n's voice boomed th

he thought of touching her makes

ly destroying whatever dignity the

urnalists in the room, smelling blood in the water, aggressi

miliation was too much. He marched up to Kevin, pulled his ar

enio screamed. "This is

s bleeding lip. He didn't fight b

alive by the press, rolled her eyes back and

und her head, and dragged her out the sid

e chaos, Isidora st

ake gently. To everyone else, she looked like a

e, Cedrick could

of her lips were curled upwar

tened. His blood ran hot. The sheer a

eavy metal barstool. He swung it with all his might an

ally went black, but the moaning audio continued

heaving, facing a room fu

malicious cyber attack..." Hyman

up, buttoned their jackets, and walked out without a

. He didn't hug her. He leaned

rsenio hissed. "You better pray this merge

fake tears gone. "I jus

one to the floor. He walked down the

Isidora, his massive fra

n. His lips brushe

whispered, his voice dark and dangerou