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going to be the wife of a billionaire? She was thinking out plans on how to p

l bubbling from the food they ate the previous night. She wa

soft knock o

she sai

lady walked in. She had a bla

morning," L

kwood. It's time to hav

A little smile crosses her l

to address every relation to the Blackwo

of acceptance. "

,m," she resp

bath myself. You won't need

bowed and turned to leave, she knew the servants were instructed

t turned around and genuflected. "H

on Janet's face. Like she was

sposed" Janet managed to mut

drank. It took anything l

barely had the strength to show her to her room. He was on his cigarette

bout ten in the morning. And he was still indisposed? "Take me to

wood but he doesn't l

ding tone this time. She knew Janet would do it, seeing the way she tr

ng Janet mutter the direction as she followed

oor and waited. "Thank you" she appreciated, watching as

nd froze instantly. Her jaw

orehead of the girl lying naked in his bed.

her from looking at who it was. "Wha

d in the chest. Lyla took slow steps back, his words hitting her

Grey, we just got married. And the followin

to her. "I owe you nothing, Lyla. Now please leave and don't bother me till I

from. He was right. He owed her nothing. Then wh

motions from the wee

ck to her room. She slammed the door and crashed into the cu

ed gently. It was Janet. "I'm sorry you ha

e. It's nothing" she trie

d wants you i

ld store his abandoned artworks. After he moved out, he left Grey

I asked. I'll be there imme

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portrait visible enough to anyone who walked into the r

with the ability to bring art to life with

aintings from different artists.

ngs be carried alongside her bel

er paintings stay in the gallery. Lyla was unaw

of the flower paints. She could smell the fragrance

w t

int anymore

her legs tremble as he walked

r, waiting for his call. He stretched his hands and she placed

ore Lyla's feet. He tossed the bag and took a few step

he stole a glance at him, before looking at

buttons of her black gown. Lyla could see the f

y from her. His eyes traveled around the room, pinpointing every on

nstructions. But jabet wasn't listening. She was halfway done with the

satisfaction. "You know what I believe Lyla? I believe nudity - is art" he ende

l do it. But please le

m. His hands traveled to his buttons. He unbuttoned his shirt, took

" He placed his thumbs on its

interrupted by the heat his body was emitting. He

s well. Nude'' he said and slowly took d

ey in the cubed stand. She watched as he lay on his sides, supporting

Be quick," he mutter

htmare, she didn'