Chapter 42

"Have I upset you, Isa?" David asked.

"No, you haven't," Isabella said. "I was asleep before you called. Can I go back to sleep now?"

"Alright, I'll call you in the morning," David said, a little bit worried.

"You don't have to. Goodnight, David," she said and without letting him speak, she ended the call.

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Chris stared at the painting and gave out an evil laugh. No one would understand what game he was playing. Not David, not Isabella, not Jacob.

He was so happy that he felt like drinking himself to stupor.

"Bring me wine," he commanded.

A lady brought him wine in a tray.

"Drop it and take off your clothes," he commanded, as he walked to her.

The lady obediently agreed. He smacked her butt and his hands reached for her breast. He squeezed on it. Then traced her hole. His finger played with it. She was wet. "Call my name," he whispered in her ear.

"Mr Chris," she moaned as his fingers dipped inside of her. She let out moans.

He laid her on his table and touched e