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?

If we don't hurry, it's going to be dawn. Be good and try to get

effort and pushed her down on

legs were pressed against her legs, and she could not

he

slow on purpose, as if to prolong this pleasure of controlling everything, tormenting the prey, and enjoying the fear of

it on the floor, revealing the strong muscles on his chest

Immediately after that, he loosened his belt and pulled it straight out. He looked wicked enough, with a hint of

held her breath, her

that would pounce at her and devour her at any moment. She

smile, watching her chest rise and fall sharply, and

made him all

"Baby, I'm coming.”

he leaned down and pressed heavily against

this moment, felt that her

eyes as

best chance for her, and if she had just made the move earlier, with Otis’ speed, she likely would have been

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