Since the first time I laid eyes on Arcadia, I had no doubt that she would become mine. She was just drop dead stunning.
I am well aware that it is only a question of waiting for her to become mine. Because of my chiseled face, 8-pack abs, biceps, and tats, I've never seen a woman whose pantyhose didn't melt simply by looking at me.
If she takes down her trousers, there is no way that Paul Caspar will let her live through this. Nothing in the world will rescue her.

She is free to say anything she wants in order to give the impression that she has a choice.

She is able to boast that she does not go for terrible males.

She may make me back away from the deal by claiming that she has a hefty price tag attached to her.


Because I've already developed a crush on that hourglass figure of hers. because of that stunning face and those velvety lips. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes to ravish her. Even if it means I have to consent to paying the highest possible price...for my heart.

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"Oh, no. I've been giving a great deal of consideration to." He continues to smile as he moves his hands up my legs and puts them under my dress. 


His long warm fingers glide over the contour of my ass cheeks till they reach the fabric of my thong. He does this while continuing to run his hands up my legs. 


He seizes it roughly, and as I brace myself for him to remove it from me, I clench my teeth and bite down on my lower lip. However, for some reason, he changes his mind. He brings his hands to the ground and coils his thumbs around the hemline of my dress, pulling it up to my waist. 


After that, he kneels down, and I can feel my pulse beginning to beat rapidly in anticipation of what's about to happen.


 I cannot wait to see what he has in store for me, regardless of what it may be.


I shut my eyes as he presses his lips against my pussy and takes in my odor. He pushes forward and presses his mouth on my pussy. 


Chapter １５