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A Billionaire After Divorce PLEASE SAVE HER
"Not bad," Jordan nonchalantly shrugs, not giving Benjamin the leisure to think that they are now on good terms or whatever it is he must be thinking. "But it's not sufficient."Benjamin's grin instantly disappears. "But...""I know what you did and what I said," Jordan abruptly cuts him off."Chairman," Benjamin sucks his teeth, sadness clouding his expression. He had put in his best performance just to please Jordan, but now Jordan claims he had not done enough. What more could he do?"Alright," he sighs deeply, asking sullenly, "What else do I need to do, Chairman?""For now, nothing more," Jordan replies, "but understand that after your just concluded performance, you've become a valuable asset to that man so you must remain at the peak of your acting abilities at all times. And let me make this clear: if you ever entertain the thought of betraying me, I'll kill you before you know it. You obviously know I don't bluff. From now on, you exist only to serve me. Your life and death is
A Billionaire After Divorce SPEEDING AWAY
Jordan's expression darkens, and a chilling, hair-raising aura bursts out from him, sending shivers down Arthur's spine. Isabella is his ex-wife, his woman. Who could have the audacity to kidnap her?For the first time, Jordan is almost losing his composure as he feels a wave of anger shooting through him from all angles. Even though he and Isabella have divorced, the news of her kidnapping still stirs his emotions. But, despite the turmoil within, he manages to regain his composure as he instructs, "Maria, right? Take a deep breath and tell me everything you know. Where was Isabella before she was kidnapped? Did she meet with anyone? Tell me everything.""Ok, ok, I'll tell you," Maria whispers breathlessly while taking in large gulps of air to steady her breathing. After a few seconds, she says quite steadily this time, "My boss had an appointment with Mr. Richard Moore, the CEO of RegalRaiment. "Naturally, we would never think of partnering with RegalRaiment because of Mr. Richar
A Billionaire After Divorce MR. MARTINEZ
Outside Majestic Dining Co, after ending her call with Jordan, Maria exhales and wipes her teary eyes. With no other reason to remain and intent on following Jordan's instructions, she turns to leave. However, as she takes a step, she inadvertently bumps into a group of three individuals entering the restaurant. "I'm so...," she starts to apologize but is rendered speechless as she takes a closer look, recognizing two of them to be none other than Isabella's mother, Mrs. Avery Caden, and her brother, Gerald Caden."Maria," recognizing the young lady to be her daughter's secretary, Avery calls, which snaps Maria out of her shocked state. "What are you doing here?" She asks."Uhm," Maria hesitates, biting her lower lip. "I... I..." She trails off."Hmph!" Avery snorts. "Young girls of these days and their secrets," she rolls her eyes, adding, "It's ok if you can't say. Anyway, we came here to dine so we will be on our way." "Okay, Mrs. Caden," Maria replies, breathing a sigh of relief
A Billionaire After Divorce WINE?
In a dimly lit private room, in an inconspicuous prominent hotel, downtown East Veridora, a fair handsome young man sits on a wide couch, accompanied by two young brunettes. These brunette ladies are completely naked from head to toe, as is he.One of the brunette ladies stands on her toes on the couch, her legs spread apart on both sides of the young man and her bare pussy in front of him. "So pretty," the young man drawls as he latches on her chocolate pussy, sucking on her clit at some point and dipping his tongue inside her hole at another while also fondling her big plump boobs. All these he does with reckless abandon as if his life depends on them."Mmm, yes, daddy, yes," the brunette shuts her eyes and moans loudly, her knees shaking and her back arched. Beneath the man, the second brunette is on all fours, her hands and mouth sensuously pleasuring his large white cock as if it is her lost but found lollipop, her saliva dripping down the floor.Knock... Knock...At this mome
A Billionaire After Divorce SHAKING WITH LUST
"No no no, Mr. Moore, that's not it" Isabella shakes her head. "Don't you want to talk? It's simple, I'll be slowly taking a sip while I listen to you. You know, a glass of wine can make a conversation much more enjoyable.""That's true," Richard nods. "Alright then. At least, you should know that if it were drugged or poisoned, I wouldn't be drinking from it." As if to prove his point, he refills his glass and takes another sip. "You see?" He shrugs his shoulders."So as you were saying, Mr. Moore?" Acknowledging his gesture with a light smile, Isabella quickly changes the topic."That's true," Richard relaxes into his couch. "You see, Miss Isabella," he begins, "your company is on the brink of collapse, and it needs a partner like mine to help it rise, even if just a bit. I am willing to collaborate with your company and give it the boost it deserves. But the question now is, do you want that, Miss Isabella?"Isabella's eyes sparkle as she eagerly responds, "Of course, I want it, Mr
A Billionaire After Divorce TURN AROUND
"No, don't come any closer, don't come any closer!" Isabella shrieks as a sense of horror, overwhelms her and not knowing what else to do, begins kicking him."Hmm, those legs shouldn't be kicking me, but spreading apart for me," Richard drawls lustfully and roughly clamps down on her legs, spreading them so far apart that the lower part of her gown rips in the process, revealing her pink panties."Mmm, I've never seen anything hotter," he licks his lips, his dick throbbing and pleading for release in his brief. "You see, Miss Isabella," as he climbs atop her and wedges himself between her legs, he says,"I never planned for things to come to this. To be honest, you could have left here unscathed if you had accepted my proposal, but you chose to remain stubborn. Well," he grins wildly. "I love them stubborn.""Please don't do this," Isabella implores, tears streaming down her face. "You have a lot of girls who would gladly let you have them. Do not subject me to this. Please.""We hav
A Billionaire After Divorce JORDAN!
Jordan shrugs and turns around."Better don't try to peep," Isabella warns with an eye-roll as she spreads her legs, revealing her pink panties. She gazes at it for a while before gently opening it and carefully looking at her pussy, dipping her finger inside and pushing it into her hole."He really didn't touch me," after the brief self-examination, she sniffles back her tears and wipes them off. "Where is Mr. Moore?" She abruptly asks.Jordan nonchalantly points towards the figure hanging upside down from the ceiling."What?" Isabella is so shocked that she jumps up from the couch, her jaw dropped. "Do you know who he is? How can you beat him up this badly? Do you always have to be so rash?" She yells agitatedly."He was about to rape you, how could I have beaten him?" Jordan narrows his brow. "I had even shown him mercy! Naturally, he should have had his dick and hands cut off.""Ah!" Isabella shrieks, shooting him glare. "Untie him right now and bring him down!" She orders. "You
A Billionaire After Divorce A RAG
After an hour of driving, cutting through so many streets with fine roads to those marred by potholes, Brian finally drives into Majestic Dining Co and neatly packs his car in the parking lot."Why are we back here?" Looking at this familiar building, Isabella frowns and asks. "I was kidnapped here," she explains.She had hoped to avoid any reminders of her ordeal when she left with Brian. But now, he had to bring her all the way to where it all began. She is filled with missed emotions. "I know, Miss Isabella, and to be honest, I didn't mean to bring you back here. It's just that your mum and brother happen to be here. We were planning to have breakfast here when we stumbled into your secretary, who revealed that you had been kidnapped. "I'm sorry if this place brings back memories. To make it up to you, that's if you wish, I could go and call your mom and brother, and we can head to another restaurant. What do you think?""I wouldn't want to stress you, Brian, but if you could do
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