Captive by the Billionaire Uncle

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e crisp voice asked Abigail, seet

of alcohol, lighting her fire. She said, “I have no relatio

thermore, they were nervous and worried about their boss suffering from Haphephobia, calculating how long their bo

get severe rashes all over his body. One of them tried to push himself forward to hold Abigail, b

o scratch. He jogged his thought to understand if David had done something with her. However, it didn’t mean she would drown the name of

ll sue your ass tomorrow,” Abigail mumbled in a drunken state, not understanding that it was not David but her un

her with one hand and got inside the car. And those men around him quickly shut the door and the car sped

kick the door. The assistant in the front seat crossed his heart and pray

no one will ever know you ever existed,” Issac threat

il, turning her head at Issac. She was awestruck for a while, seeing such a handsome face so close.

e reach your home,” Isaac said, d

But none of this had any effect on Issac. His eyes were straight and as if on a target. Abigail balled her fist

ession. A small win made her delighted. Now it was her t

violated his sense and was overpowered by a voice that made him close his eyes. Abigail was having her first kis

n them. Abigail moved with the kiss as her tongue glided over the seam of his lips, pushing them to open ajar as her b

ne get on her nerves as it kept coming over and over. She frustratingly moved

thing tugged on her mind and she knocked on the fr

use, so take the car straight there,” she

somewhere she felt detached as if her body and heart wanted to b

rving the situation through the rearview mirro

looking at it. He couldn’t tell whether the call was from someone the boss

nt suddenly remembered, and he shoute

nd enjoyed it. Those lips of his were sweet. A giggle made its w

again and almost reached for t