The meeting was over and Claire got lost in a conversation with one of the male associates. “You don't come over by my house anymore.” The man complained. “Yeah I know.” Claire replied carelessly chewing gum. “You don't want us to have a good time no more? I miss putting my wood inside your ti
Tyler was still standing in front of her without a shirt and it made her confused, she loved what she saw but didn't know how to behave in front of him, she could feel the nerves on her body reacting to the sight of what bare fresh skin in front of her, and just when it was getting too much for her,
"We'll need to ask Jerome some questions," Welensky said finally. "Find out what he knows about the Harl Group's plans." “And what if he doesn't want to speak?” Tyler asked. “Then we move to plan B.” ****** “Why is it so fucking dark in here? These pathetic people really don't have enough e
Finally, the moment they'd all be waiting for, Welensky returned, carrying with him the Quilion. The lights pulsed rhythmically, casting a faint glow around the room. “What the fuck is that?” Jerome really needed an answer to understand what was going on at that point. His eyes widened as he took
Bella's breath caught in her throat. She set her wine glass down, her hand trembling slightly. “I've missed you too." She wasn't so sure if she should've responded like that “should I pretend I don't feel it too and make him work?” She wondered but then remembered there's a lot of girls out there th
"Why didn't you tell me?" Tyler asked, his voice muffled by his hands. His father turned to look at him sitting down like that. "I didn't want to burden you," He said softly. "You've had so much on your plate already. But now... I can't keep it from you any longer.” “What the fuck!” Tyler tried
It was Tyler Welensky, sitting there with a simple white Shirt and and some cool sunglasses. He looked up, unfazed by Elena’s tone. He gave her a calm, amused smile. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize this was taken.” Elena’s mother walked back in just in time to see her daughter confronting Tyler. Just
“Awnnn…” Bella blushed, her cheeks turning a delicate shade of pink. She quickly looked down at her menu, trying to hide her smile. "You're too sweet, Tyler." “Sweet? Have you tasted me?” He joked. “Oh come on, that's just something people say, you know exactly what I mean.” “Oh you made me t