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.CHAPTER 57.
GARY HUTCHINSON LOOKED round his office with tired eyes and stifled a yawn. It was 8:37PM on a Thursday night and he was beyond exhausted. On some days, being a private investigator left you with some time on your hands.. On other days.. It didn't.
Absentmindedly, he reached for the tumbler sitting beside his open laptop, swirling the yellowish liquid inside as he studied the picture of the young woman in front of him.
Sreya Dronian.
The Kirkgardes were willing to pay triple the price he'd normally charge if he could find her presto. The relationship between the doctor and the only heir to the Kirkgarde family fortune and business was roaringly overt and owing to this, their desperation failed to spark his surprise.
Also, he wanted that money as much as he wanted to visit one of the best brothels in Verum City and soak himself inside a warm, willing body. Normally, Gary schedules his vis
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SINFUL SENSATIONS .EPILOGUE.
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SHE HAD A WALK like water but she was fire and she was gold. Fire was strong and tough. It hardly forgave and when it did it never forgot. Unforgiving and relentless, fire was.Gold was innocent and child-like. Gold seduced you. Sometimes, on purpose. Most times, ignorantly. She was bronze too; Indecisive and troubled. Insecure.Fire and gold overshadowed bronze with their fierceness and charisma but as Xaver's Cyan eyes followed the six inch stilettos treading on the tiles, he saw bronze. He saw fire in her demeanor, gold in the brightness of her eyes and bronze beneath her facade. His eyes still stalking her, he thought of water as she moved. Her steps were deliberate and smooth. Almost crystalline. Everything about her was a contrast and damn him if it wasn't sexy as hell.She walked swiftly through rows of desks stacked with papers and chairs occupied by employees that all stared at her like she was Athena
SINFUL SENSATIONS .CHAPTER 2.
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