Chapter 387

Miranda stared at the message Elian had sent her, pausing for just a second.

She replied, [Sure thing.]

Elian shot back, [So, do I get a title now?]

Miranda's fingers hovered over the keyboard for a moment.

She typed, [Nope.]

Elian sent a picture of a drenched puppy emoji.

Miranda chuckled and decided it was time to check the black market for how her pharmaceuticals were doing.

A few moments later, Elian sent a photo.

Miranda opened it.

Whoa! It was a mirror selfie.

He had pulled up his shirt to reveal a set of chiseled abs, his pants dangerously low, teasing the V-lines.

The whole image was dripping with intensity and raw masculinity.

Her adrenaline spiked instantly!

The perfection of his physique, the ideal muscle tone, it was a work of art.

A little risqué, perhaps?

Miranda replied with a simple, [?]

As soon as she sent it, Elian retracted the photo.

Elian said, [Oops, sent that by mistake.]

Miranda responded, [?]

Elian added, [Just got out of the shower.]

was trying to

And she wasn't complaining.

wasn't usually one for risqué stuff. But Elian's

admitted she liked Elian's

to drop dead, he'd

about a few

turned her

out almost instantly every

was definitely stalking her listings, snatching them

had some sort of bot

But she didn't care.

sell them. Who bought them

on the black market were encrypted and protected, so

latest batch had already sold out, the

bank account

batch? It brought in a

her products went through the black market's secure shipping process to a designated

pick them

of domestic and international

have to handle

gistics

she simply placed the

in a predetermined

would be transported.

black market

just

seamless delivery, even acroset

borders and into conflict

nes.

military gear-they could deliver

logistics were

smoothly. Content be/operate so

finished checking her cleared shelves when her

had sent more

Impressive. But oh-so-forbidden.

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