Mistress to my cruel savior

ut her dad's allegations? Or was he trying to make Willa lo

and sharp. "He is a good man but I think something or someone is trying

ocence and bring to justice whoever was the culprit. She sighed and then spoke, "O

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

r voice and nodded her head in acceptance before mumblin

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s, billionaires, and the president live. Despite Damain's love for luxuries and fancy kinds of stuff, his lack o

arp tone, dropping his suitcase on the cushion bef

file environment where only the rich are privileged to live. "Who is he? What does h

ice from his room brought her back to reality. "You should get something to eat!" Willa smiles a li

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

round her chest. Her bosom 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 him

uce

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

rs to crawl them on Damain's chest down to his belly wh

ongue. Damian felt something tickle him. She must be damn good. Yeah, but thank goo

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

ting her clitoris. Willa released a loud moan, arching her back, evidence of her experiencing some sensation before Damain used his d*

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

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

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

hut up!" Damian quickly spoke, cutting her off. Willa was shocked at his response, her eyes wi

o explain, her voice cracking as she took a s

sts and means to me?" Damian shout

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

!" Damian said, giving her a cold loo

kitchen with a brown envelope in his hand. H

s were worse than the pain of breaking the ceramic bowl. What has she