Brooke was the kind of girl who turned heads wherever she went. With her dirty blonde hair and…
Everyone online wonders “Where is Tyrone?” Sitting behind his desk, He lights another cigar… watching his kingdom submit… “Let’s…
The cuffs stayed on. Faith stayed on her knees, breathing hard, chest rising and falling, her massive breasts…
Tyrone’s private number lit up again. Another message. “Meet me. Tonight. No backup.” An address followed—an abandoned loft…
The knock hadn’t gone away. Brooke was trembling beneath Tyrone as he pounded her into the desk, Aspen’s…