Chapter 610: I'm Sorry, Cheyenne, I Lied to You

Master Glenn gently sighed, continuing his previous actions. His deep voice whispered seductively in her ear, "Since you don't know, why not leave it all to me?"

Outside, the sound of music, conversations, and high heels tapping on the floor intertwined and grew restless, making one's heart race.

Separated by a floor and a door, the muffled voices in the room tickled like a small kitten.

"Master Glenn, be gentle."

"Is this gentle enough?"

"Ah! Mmm..."

"You're so delicate."

The man, who had appeared weak just moments ago, finally revealed his true colors. However... Kate was too late to refuse.

At this moment, she was already a prey in his mouth.

Onistead, TOP Business Hotel.

A woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a black oversized dress with a round collar. The lower end of the dress revealed a white pleated skirt, followed by slender ankles. The cold white color, the slender ankles, and the faint blue veins on the instep.

A gust of cold wind blew in through the window, sprinkling a few drops of rain on her hair.

The colored chiffon skirt and black fabric intertwined, making her figure appear slender and giving her an elegant vibe.

The rain in late autumn was pouring down since last night.

Cheyenne woke up a little after seven in the morning, and she hasn't worn any pajamas since then.

She casually put on a dress, walked barefoot to the window, and the fair fingers pulled open the curtains, watching the relentless raindrops outside.

She fell into a moment of contemplation.

had

deep blue sea, slowly being submerged by the water, with sharks lurking around, ready

of death was firmly

she thought she was about to die, a blurry familiar figure, a man, swam towards her. She couldn't see his face

forcefully dragged her towards the shore, and when they were about to

Blood.

deep blue

black. She remembered the

a gloomy dungeon, and she could smell the scent

to be devoured by the fish was alive, holding her hand, stepping on a staircase covered in

leading her towards a romantic end of the world. The romance on the verge of death left a deep impression on

words echoed in her heart like the

his body shattered into

on the

beneath her feet... came back

the door sounded from outside, but

for

pushed the door open himself. He was wearing a white paired with

velme

sweater, paired with Ang

fleece pants, and had

brown hair, exuding an elegance akin

Cheyenne remained motionless

"Cheyenne."

floor, then set the tray he

the window, preventing the rain from

willful as before. You need

placed her on the edge of the bed, as

no cold, and the child was very well-behaved, not

socks, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed his arm, her eyes

did my grandfather really go on a

face showing a skeptical expression while her long eyelashes covered the loss and

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