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?

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

and pushed her down on the

legs, and she could not move at

he unbuttoned his

seemed to have kept it slow on purpose, as if to prolong this pleasure of controlling everything, tormenting the prey, and

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

belt and pulled it straight out.

her breath,

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

evil smile, watching her chest rise and fall sharply, and watching the clear

him all

"Baby, I'm coming.”

his frenzied voice, he leaned down and pressed heavily

Joyce, at this moment, felt that her heart almost

as Otis

just made the move earlier, with

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