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?

to be dawn. Be good

a sudden effort and pushed

legs, and she could

he

have kept it slow on purpose, as if to prolong this

it on the floor, revealing the strong muscles on

it straight out. He looked wicked enough,

held her breath,

a cheetah that would pounce at her and devour her at any

an evil smile, watching her chest rise and fall

all

"Baby, I'm coming.”

leaned down

this moment, felt

eyes as Otis

had just made the move earlier, with Otis’ speed, she likely would have

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