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Chapter 67

James

The moment James Maxwell closed the door of their hotel suite behind him, his eyes shifted over and came to rest on his mistress Mia Donovan. His gaze marveled at the slender form that never ceased to fascinate him. Tonight she wore a sexy cocktail dress made of silk and lace, which hugged her willowy body seductively, showing off her small waist and slender curves. With her hair fashioned up into a loose bun atop her head, she looked alluring, and James was more drawn to her than usual.

Standing there near the door, his features broodingly dark and an arrogant smirk playing about his lips, he eyed the lacy material of the dress. His mind instantly went into a frenzy of wild imagination about how he’d rip that beautifully offensive thing from his mistress’ body. Fuck! He had been imagining that since he had laid eyes on her earlier this evening when he had come to pick her up for dinner.

He had told her via text message to wear something nice, and indeed, this was fucking nice.
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