“Sadie!” Sadie dropped her phone and had her head turned slightly to the door of the saloon. Hazel sauntered in with her short skirt and denim jacket. Waving her phone in the air. “I thought I would find you here.” Her saccharine voice rang through. Sadie looked back to the mirror. “You knew I was gonna be here, what’s the fuss about.” She picked up her phone and was scrolling down with her long nails. Hazel ignored her and took an empty seat beside her. “You haven’t heard?” Hazel pursed her lips and blinked her eyes at Sadie. “Heard what, be gentle with my hair will you?” She snapped. “Sorry, ma’am.” She turned her gaze back to Hazel. “Heard what?” “Guess whose gonna be on face up a magazine?” Sadie raised a brow at her. “I run face up, if it’s not it couldn’t be anyone else,” Sadie answered her nonchalantly. Hazel laughed at her reply, noticing Sadie’s glare, she placed a hand over her mouth. “Wesley’s wife.” “I’m Wesley’s wife.” She stopped the girl from dressing her h

Eve's jaw dropped to the ground, staring at him, did she hear him right? She was with him all along and had no clue who he was.“Surprised?” He brought her jaw together and held her face with his warm hands. “A little bit.” She straighten up, and his hands left her face. “So if you’re gonna kill a man like Dust, you might not need a gun.” “What do I use then?” “Your hairpin.” He stretched and took them from her hair, her hair fell on her shoulders. He held the pin and pressed them to her hands. “This is what you’ll do.” He led her hands to the side of his neck. “You stab here.” He placed the pin in the spot, Eve's hands shook lightly when he let go of her hands and she was aiming the pin at his neck. She quickly withdrew her hands and kept the hairpin on the table. “Don’t forget that.” He warned Eve and nodded curtly while staring at her hands. Wesley pushes the chair back and stood up. “Have your breakfast.” He packed the papers from the table and turned to leave. “Wait.” S

Fanny withdrew her clothes from the wardrobe, hurling them into the luggage. The side of her face had a few bruises in them. Her left eye was swollen and had dark circles around it. Taking out all her clothes, she saw Eve's clothes by the side of hers and dumped them on the bed. She’d then packed separately from her bag and went back to her luggage and closed them, taking them off the bed. “Are you leaving...” Fanny inhales the cigarette he was smoking beneath the last fleet of stairs. “...it’s still early.”“You should stop smoking, you might eventually die from it.” She had her bag over her shoulders and sighed. “That’s harsh Fanny.” He butted the ash of the cigarette on the tray beside him, grinning. “You’re leaving just as early as Eve had left, but you’re leaving with your luggage.” He took out another stick and a lighter. Fanny stopped in front of him and dip her hands into her pocket, giving him an envelope. “Yes.” She adjusts her face cap so he doesn’t see the scar on he

“Erm Eve. You’ve to see this” Moscow came at the door. Eve pulled away quickly from Wesley. “Am I interrupting something?” He gawked in between them, with a questioning glance. “Not at all, what’s it Moscow.” Eve moved away from Wesley. “C’mon then, you too Wesley.” He points a finger at him.“Is it about life and death?” He folded his arms. “It’s about your life generally, you’re gonna be tossed in the mud.” He clunk his tongue, Eve looked alarmed and followed him out of the balcony. Wesley walked slowly behind them, with his hands on his back. They were seated in the large room and their eyes were on the big screen. He wondered what was going her, seeing her fearful face and her fidgeting fingers. He turned his head to the TV screen. He read the headlines. The famous billionaire Wesley Enzo of Gemma automobile married the daughter of the late Montana who was a theft. He blinked at the headings and watched the report spew out nonsense and false details about Eve. “...the n

He took her dress over her body and pressed her bare body into his, liking the feels. His hands roamed over her and gently lay her back on the bed, Eve breathed out, anticipating his next moves. His fingers slide in between her legs and teased her clits with his fingers. “Ah.” She exhaled. He throws smooches at her belly button and down her waistline, his finger rubbed her clits teasingly and then he took it back and brought his head down. She tried to close her legs but he stopped her with his hands and smirked. Her stomach was tightened and she was aching to be touched. His mouth went over her lower region and placed a kiss in there, she arched her back, with her head thrown back and her mouth slightly opened. She breath was getting shaky as his tongue moved up and down her clits and then chew on them. He was getting at it faster, and it was getting difficult to keep her legs together as she tried to shut them but stopped her with the other hand. She whimpered in pleasure and h