The hidden terms in my contract.

ter

ut her dad allegations? Or was he trying to make Willa los

d sharp. "He is a good man but I think there is something or someone tryi

nocence and bring to justice whoever is the culprit. She sighed and then spoke,

ing, you will stay with me in my apartment till the end

voice and nodded her head in acceptance before mumbling

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VIPs billionaires and the president live. Despite Damain love for luxuries and fancy stuffs, his lack of fash

harp tone, dropping his suitcase on the cushion b

le environment where only the rich is privileged to live. "Who is he? What does he act

e from his room brought her back to reality. "You should get something to eat!" Willa smile a lit

dge, she walked towards it and opened it. Scanning through the contents in it, her eyes snacks and drinks only.

ound her chest. Her bossom curved accurately in it making her look sexy. Her boobs stood facing straight making her figure more attractive. Dama

porting his head as he lay on the bed. He

if to tear it. She was feeling nervous. She walked and joined h

uce

im when she had never slept with a man. She has no experience when it comes to fulfilling

ers to crawl them on Damain's chest down to his belly

tongue. Damain felt something tickle him. She must be damn good. Yeah, but thank g

bs that were standing straight, looking at him. He grabbed them and begin to suck one while smooching the other with his hard pa

hrusting her clitoris. Willa release a loud moan, arching her back, evidence of her experiencing some sensation before Damain used hi

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the sun which pierce through the window flashes through his face. He used his hands to give his eyes shield from the rays before turni

nly dropped the bowl from the kitchen counter unknowingly. "Sh*t! What will

met the broken pieces of the bowl on the floor. "What happened here?" He spo

up!" Damain quickly spoke, cutting her off. Willa was shocked at his response, her eyes wid

explain, her voice cracking as she took a st

ost and mean to me?" Damian shout

r this morning? Didn't she satisfy him last night? Anyways Willa wasn't expecting any preferential treatm

!" Damain said, giving her a cold loo

itchen with a brown envelope in his hand. H

re worst than the pain of breaking the ceremic bowl. What has she gotten