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Read Isabella’s Vengeful Game by Max Horace Novel
It was late at night. There was constant noise in the dim bathroom. Isabella Fletcher had one of her slender hands pressed against the edge of the tub and her red l*ps pursed tightly. Alexander Knight put his veined hand on hers and passionately k*ssed the mole in the corner of her eye. “Open your mouth…” It was a wonderful night for them. “Ms. Fletcher!” Doris Turner woke Isabella from her dream.
She dreamed again of that night six months ago. She rubbed her forehead, trying her best to calm down. “What’s wrong?” “Your phone rang.” Although Doris worked for Isabella for more than a year, she was still amazed by her beauty. “You’ve been working overtime for two days. You need to rest.”
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