She deliberately dropped her crutch and let herself fall to the ground.

She made sure to appear frail and helpless.

Waylen happened to see Mavis falling.

He frowned and barked, “Stop the car.

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The chauffeur dithered about following Waylen’s order.

Waylen said in a low voice, “Help her get in the car and give her a ride home.

The chauffeur hesitated, “Mrs.

Fowler isn’t going to like this, Mr.

Fowler.

spinning, aching head, Waylen retorted, “If you

we’re just sending the

wrong with

had no choice but to get out of the car and then

next

exhausted, Waylen ignored Mavis, rested his head on

scent that was like

to stare at

perfect, and he exuded

this car

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things, Mavis felt her blood

around Waylen and then imagined what s@x with him would be

Would his handsome face contort in sweet agony as

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