The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

Wendy slammed the car door smugly. "Does that really matter? Just remember to take a few photos of yourself with her along with a video. As we've discussed, you're free to do whatever you want with her." The thug, who had spent his days indulging in online fantasies of love with Melody, found himself tongue-tied in her presence. "I... I only did it to get off. I never expected you to bring her to me! Who are you? And how did you manage all this?"

A flicker of awkwardness appeared across Wendy's face as she realized she was nothing more than just a minor celebrity with no name for herself-a nobody. That man knew Melody rather than her, and she steeled herself with determination to see everything through to completion instead of failing like the last time around. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"My identity doesn't matter. Bring her in, but don't lay a finger on her until I say so," Wendy instructed.

The man chuckled in exhilaration at the unexpected turn of events. As he carried Melody inside, he could not resist stroking her face and marveling at how flawless her skin was. "I never thought this day would come," he muttered in disbelief, feeling as though he was extremely lucky.

From that day on, he would have bragging rights among all his friends. The privilege of ravishing a celebrity like her was something no other person had ever experienced.

Once inside, Wendy hastily tied Melody's hands and feet with hemp rope. She was so rough with Melody that the thug protested and urged her to be gentler.

sneered and dismissed his concerns. "Do you see her as your girlfriend

later, so is it wrong for

of yellow looking particularly uneven. The clothes he wore were skin-tight,

might taint Melody's body came as a delight to Wendy, who was already

just heating up, and she was anticipating the moment that Melody would kneel before her and beg to be freed. She wanted Melody to believe that there was hope, only for that hope to

escorted to another room, Wendy

figure had grown

spaced out at home so often that she

of hunger.

cook some instant mac-and-cheese for herself. She gobbled