She didn’t want Otis to get to Luther all because of her.

Perhaps, whenever it came to the most critical moment, instinctively, she would want to protect him.

It was ridiculous yet pathetic.

She could never, ever let go of him.

The more dangerous it was, the clearer she could be inside.

Four years on, she hadn't changed a bit.

"Is that so? In that case, it's all the more reason for us to be allies.” "And, I know what you want.” Otis looked around deliberately and lowered his voice, "Want evidence of Charlotte's guilt, don't you? Then you've come to the right person. Baby, I have everything you want, and it's up to you, to satisfy me."

Joyce's long eyebrows tightened and she was extremely disgusted by his ambiguous words.

Did Otis mean that the evidence of Charlotte's guilt was hidden in this villa?

be dawn. Be good and try to get some rest before dawn so I can let you

and pushed her down on

pressed against her legs, and she could not move at

of her, he unbuttoned his

prolong this pleasure of controlling everything, tormenting the prey, and enjoying the fear of the

took off his shirt and casually dropped it on the floor, revealing

he loosened his belt and pulled it straight out. He looked wicked enough, with

breath, her

at her and devour her at any moment. She looked away, unwilling to

hooked an evil smile, watching her chest rise and fall sharply,

made him all the

"Baby, I'm coming.”

he leaned down

Joyce, at this moment, felt that

her eyes as

she had just made the move earlier, with Otis’

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