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Resistance
DramaQueen*Dedicated to Mohd Zulfadli
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Clara Lynn was on a hot seat, more figuratively than literally. Coupled with the nudging worries on how to get Andre out of the shell he had reclined into, a newly received mail sat as elegantly as she did on the screen of her laptop. She wasn't aware of how Andre had handled it, but despite the fact that the meeting had failed to take place due to the presence of some unexpected guests, Marie Claire company was aboard and ready to sign the contract. And even more problematic? They wanted to present the actress Marie as their first model. Just as she had wanted it before. Clara may be stupid enough to ignore warning signs, but even her mental blindness didn't prevent her from seeing that the path she would take if she pushed forward with that deal was blazing flaming red. She had been pardoned and understood the first time because of her ignorance, but now that she was aware of whom the actress really was and the man she was in cohorts with, she wasn't planning on repeating that m
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"I don't have much choice in this, do I?" Andre's hoarse voice when he responded was weak, but it came as good relief to her that it wasn't empty. Although it was faint, the teeny tiny hint of amusement she heard in his voice encouraged her to continue, keeping up a determined font in as much as sadness clouded her heart at the pain he was experiencing. Clara forced a smile, shrugging her shoulders flexibly. "I just gave you one, the decision is yours to make. But I must warn you that I will have to keep you from your toys for a little while." "What..." She had closed his laptop and punched the power button of the tablet, her delicate fingers which were painted in shimmering nude polish running through his desk... Gathering phones and arranging light pen and papers by the side, before focusing her attention on her man who had been facing the outside view before she came in. His tie was undone, and based on experience, she easily put together that he had felt suffocated and loos
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In the office he had maintained such professional principles and for years thought about bringing down the woman who had wrecked him, he found another woman with whom he was fast breaking his boundaries with. Clara Lynn blurred all the lines he had drawn and killed him with the passion of desire she invoked in him. He was unapologetically crazy where she was concerned. Like now when he had her screams piercing his ears irrespective of how she tried to keep it down. He was driving into her as if it were the first time and kissing her like it was the last. He couldn't get enough of her on normal basis and having kept away for days was fucking famine. And so he fed his aching cock, driving deeply without cutting contact with her lips. He plunged his hot tongue into the wetness of her mouth, his hips moving deeply to hit the sensitive spots of her wet insides. His fingers slipped into her hair, raking through the silky locks which had long scattered from its arranged style. His grunts
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She broke for the shattered shell he had reclined into and made to turn around, but he tightened his hold on her, rocking softly into her although he had spent his orgasm and was only twitching lightly in her pussy. She felt the first drop of hot liquid on her back and clenched her teeth to stop herself from crying as well. Instead, she ran her fingers through the arms that enveloped her and held him, waiting till the whimpering ceased. Then she felt his lips on her back and neck, patiently waiting for him to make the choice to let her in. And it wasn't long before he sought her lips, turning her around to straddle his thighs which gave her the opportunity to look at his face when he broke the soft passionate kiss. His tears had mingled with the ripples of sweat rolling down his smooth face, and he wiped them all, wrapping her arms over his shoulders. He stared at her, watching as she took her time arranging his hair and wiping his glistening face, sweeping some of his jet bl
Stripping the CEO Strategic Move
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Resuming her slow steps, she continued, every attention focused on her. "What happens in the next few years when we perhaps want to terminate the contract with them? We will lose those investors who only have faith in the partnership, not the project itself. Meanwhile the M.C. company is already aware of the power they wield by being at the centre of the attention. They can make incessant demands in the contract. My apologies Ms. Kate but, I don't do that kind of business." Not to add that they had agreed to it immediately because Viscount and the actress Marie had worked in the background for their ulterior motives. She would not place herself in a position where her desire to succeed could be used to play Andre especially now that he was starting to come around. He still went out at night after work, but he no longer stayed out so late and even returned early for dinner the previous night. He slept with her in the same bed and though he still had those episodes, she easily embrace
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Stripping the CEO Marie Claire
"You...came?" The relief in that broken voice ignited Fiona's warnings against the actress; she had either gone nuts to return for the son she abandoned after 25 years or simply broke. Clara hoped it wasn't the latter but kept her mind open to possibilities, wondering if her sudden return could have anything to do with the endorsements she had dropped out of. Had something happened that the reporters weren't aware of? "I... appreciate you honouring my call. Thank you, Clara." Clara hardened her heart against the pool flooding the woman's eyes. She was never going to forget that she was on Andre's side and hadn't come to sympathise with her. Especially if there was a possibility that the woman was only acting to get what she wanted. "Why? Why now?" It was all she could mutter in response. Upclose, it was easy to get the features Marie shared with Andre which hadn't been lost during plastic surgery. It was that arrogant Roman nose and those haunting sea-grey eyes as well as the c
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