One Nightstand With My Billionaire Boss

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like me getting speechless in front of w

eyes. Who is the fucker t

bit annoyed because that w

r what he's talking about. And I noticed her. She comes out from

. Can we finish the din

r vodka first, son. We don't

is I want to see that woman again. Maybe I can

n't believe it. Since when I'm h

. I'm not drunk. It's just 2 shots of vodka. My alcohol tolerance is m

ght. That explains my affection to

n asks me. "You looked

d," I say, even though my condition is far

out if you stay in the hotel? Let me help you with t

r in my head and an oven in

But my brain doesn't work right now. My mind keeps going to th

d he helps me to the elevator. "You should t

lps me to calm my nerves. But I realise my breath i

room. Go take a rest!" He helps me open the door. I let myself in and

a cold

card into the slot yet. As I take off my suit, trouser

the

t be dreaming. I am well aware I'm horny right now. It's been a while since the la

dy her full face. She is sleeping like a ba

f her. Me in boxers, and she was still fully dressed. I know I'm imaginin

gnize my voice, my body itchy to tou

widens when she looks at me.

hing I know, I kiss her thoroughly, wildly. I don't even le

dress of

e last word I say to he

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d tangled like someone was sleeping next to me. And I can smell the apple scent

not right. My head is still heavy with a hammer that keeps p

And I try to remember wh

with strawberry blonde hair and aquamarine eyes. I was d

hbac

e sweetest lips. We

entered.. she w

or a while. I throw the bedcover on the floor hastily. I notice I am fully

... her v

y was she here? Who is she? More important

to analyse anything. The pounding in my head makes it harder to focus, not to mention tha

hower. A ver