A Miracle Fault

Early in the morning, a tantalizing aroma of testosterone emanated from the man's body. As long as he was with her, his mind would be overwhelmed with those erotic things, and with this thought in mind, he took practical action.

Emmeline was instantly lost in his tenderness, and the gush of the male sexual desire penetrated directly into her nostrils.

She felt all her strength being drained from her while the man kissed her harder and harder.

He carried her to the bed, looked down at her beautiful face, took off the pyjamas that were in the way, and kissed her again on the lips.

In the next second, the man draped his pyjamas and jumped out of the wheelchair, carrying the girl directly into the bathroom.

He helped her clean…

Emmeline suddenly felt that he didn't seem to have any disability and could do anything without his legs. He skilfully washed her body, and put her back on the bed after wiping her clean.

And he went to the dressing room and changed his clothes straight away, "Emmeline, get some rest, I'm going to the office."

Emmeline was so exhausted that she could only nod and watch the man gleefully slide his wheelchair out of the bedroom.

In the president's office of the Byrne Group, Stefan sat elegantly in his chair, flipping through the documents.

"Boss, Nicolas called today and said that Emmaline is sick. Can the divorce be rescheduled for another day?" Chand stood in front of the desk and said.

the sound of a security guard

immediately headed out, but the door had already

I asked you to meet me at Astor Entertainment Center yesterday, and you stood me up. Today,

straight at Frank, "Mr. Vice President, what do you want? I remember your office is downstairs, and you're in the company now, not in a place where you can do anything you want. That security guard was just carrying out his

at the man in front of him. It was the first time in so many years that he had examined

you have to sit in this seat, it was I who was working for the company for so many years. You have done nothing and you want to be the ready-made president. I advise you to go back to Soul Island. This is not the

like he wanted to burn the nasty person

the name of the Byrne Group, I can send you directly to prison for any of these crimes. But I don't want to break Grandpa's heart, and I want to live up to Keegan's

straight at him. He sat in his seat with his arm resting on the chair behind him; his angular and

like he was struck by a thunderbolt, how could Stefan know everything he had

and his body began to tremble. "Stefan, you

you do those things. And doing those things with your status, do you think no one will know about it?" Stefan remained

his brother was no longer the fool who once allowed him to bully

had felt his power, and he didn't even

vice president's office and closed the door with a bang, and the secretary outside the door was so scared that he didn't dare

in half. Wrathfully, he slumped down

absolutely not willing to accept the cripple riding roughshod over him. For so

went to the French window. He looked out at the blood-red sunset and

Sweedal Residence, Emmeline slept until noon. After having a simple meal,

and said, "Lady, there is