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 and try

and pushed

her legs,

of her, he unbuttoned his

it slow on purpose, as if to prolong this pleasure of controlling everything, tormenting

his shirt and casually dropped it on the floor,

straight out. He looked wicked enough, with a hint of

breath,

looked just like a cheetah that would pounce at her and devour her at any moment. She looked away, unwilling to

fall sharply,

him all the

"Baby, I'm coming.”

frenzied voice, he leaned down

at this moment, felt that her heart almost

eyes as Otis came

chance for her, and if she had just made the move earlier,

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