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 good

a sudden effort and pushed her down on

pressed against her legs,

front of her, he

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

casually dropped it on the

pulled it straight out. He looked wicked

her breath,

and devour her

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

all the more

"Baby, I'm coming.”

he leaned down and pressed heavily

at this moment, felt that her heart almost

as Otis came up at

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

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