her entire

zzy head. In her view, she w

surroundings. The room looked like a presidential

e calendar and found the date was

e went over, broke it, picked up

up a bit. Then she remembered what happened three years ago. On the

rom then on, she couldn't hold her he

ainly would not let the tragedy repeat itself.

would happen in a moment. A man would come in to rape her, and her s

he effect of the drug kicked in again. Nora f

b of the nearest presidential suite. Lu

n earlier. Not in a mood to appreciate it, she had a cold bath to br

again. In a feeble condition, she grasped

the room card. The environment on the top floor is qu

oom card from his suit pocket and handed it to his boss, a

s upright figure as well as h

alone demonstrated

t be late." Wyatt Foley took the roo

respectfully watched his boss get on t

t an iron casket from his pocket,

is mouth. A fresh and sweet taste instantly woke

s cell phone suddenly rang.

h F

of Debonair Hotel, right? I've

e room card to open the door. What came fro

e and unbuttoned his collar. Without the

sh deliberately held him in suspense,

. Wyatt upset him again as he always did,

spotted a woman, scantily dres

d down, revealing part

ad been lifted to her butt. Her long and fair legs were exposed

she was Josh's s

nd them disgusting. The sleeping posture of this woman was terrible, but h

her with the blanket, took a bathrob

his hair. With a hair dryer, he dried his hair, sat on the ed

someone by her side. The unbe

round, touched the strap of Wyatt's

ly noticed a hand untying his bath

ly, but he someho

and felt his cool body. In an insta

oss his body, and Wyatt could no longer stand

an, pretty face. She was the type

cked her tongue contentedly, held him

Wyatt was undou

y nightgown apart. His Adam's apple r

wonderf

woke up and ached all over as

He was hot, but that wouldn't change

ir, and memories of l

up, but her clothes were nowhere to be seen. Without a ch

he buttoned up the collar. Those marks we