It's unfortunate that I have to lie to Reagan, and I feel bad about it. But I don't know what else to say to a man who is so forthright and genuine. I'm at a loss for words. I am in a predicament in which I cannot simply say that I do not know something, and the reason for this is that I am not even the genuine Claudette. Even if I told him the truth, he wouldn't have any reason to believe me. On top of that, it's not like I can just tell him everything there is to know about that. Even though Reagan seems to be the kind of person that anyone could easily put their trust in, I'm not sure that I can bring myself to tell him the whole truth. Even if he were the most reliable person in the entire world, I can't risk my mission for revenge by letting anything or anyone jeopardize it at this point. It would be irresponsible of me to do so.It's not a problem at all. I'm sorry to be the one to bring up that question at this time. I totally forgot that you were still dealing with the after

A day after Reagan visited me to check my condition and at the same time, provide me details about the progress of his investigation regarding Julius Silverstone’s death, which I later find out as something that Julius had also instructed Reagan, here I am now making some contemplations on my next move from this.Of course, I haven’t forgotten that there is an upcoming party at the Alforques Manor which I am invited to attend. At first, it really is a mystery for me. Just like what both Reagan and Klen presumed, I, too, believe it to be a little suspicious why they are hosting a party all of a sudden.I don’t particularly recall any occasion around October that requires them to celebrate for. As far as I can remember, the Alforques aren’t the type to randomly hold a party if it isn’t something they could brag about from the rest of other clans that belong to their pact.As a matter of fact, even my engagement party with Matteo took a little while to prepare because they wanted to make

My eyes widened in shock as a big and rough hand immediately covered my mouth and prevented me from asking for rescue. I could feel that this is a man given by the rough texture of his palm against my lips.I can also sense that he is taller than me by the way he pressed by back against his body. My height is almost at the level of his chest. I feel so inferior to this man, whoever he is. And it scares me more since we’re in a completely dark room. At this point, it just scares me to think of what could he possibly be capable of doing with me while it is just the two of us and he got me completely on hold.In my current situation, I can’t even make any movement to free myself. It is as if my entire body has been stoned by his mere presence. I have no idea how he managed to do it, but this isn’t good.I am at a complete disadvantage over here. And it scares the hell out me now that I can feel his other free hand slowly making a move. It is particularly his finger which I can sense is

My reflexes made me fight back when it became me who wanted to dominate his tongue in response to his earlier action. I don't know if it was because of my ego that I decided to stop letting anyone try to defeat me anymore, which is what made me want to prove to him that I'm a better kisser.However, that move only made the situation worse, knowing what I did seemed to have roused him to an even greater degree. In the pauses between our rough kisses, I heard him let out a deep breath, and I know for a fact that this is a sign that he is ready to take things to the next level in terms of what is happening between us right now. My hunch was confirmed when his hands moved swiftly to pull my dress down, exposing my bosoms. The pleasure of his earlier actions has left them sore, and now they are being harassed lustfully within the creep's mouth.Instantly, I felt the heat of his mouth on my nipples as he tried to suck them. Before I felt his mouth warm them up, I could feel them hardening,

On the other hand, I believe that Taylor was taken aback by my question because it took her a considerable amount of time before she was even able to respond to me. "Uh... well, there is a little thing that they need to work on in the garden," Taylor mumbled. "Just a little thing? and yet, it requires them that much chaos?”It's very clear to me that Taylor is keeping something from me, and I can feel it. The manner in which she responds to my inquiry makes it abundantly clear that she is unable to even bring up to me in the form of a concrete answer. If she had only been able to explain it to me in a way that didn't cause her to stutter, I'm sure that I would have had no trouble believing her the very first time she told me. However, as she continues to demonstrate to me, both through her actions and even her words, that there is something she is concealing, it just continues to give me strong hunches.I did not want to come across as authoritative in my argument against Taylor, w