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.

frowned and was about to say something, the sound of

the

mean? I asked you to meet me at Astor Entertainment Center yesterday, and you stood me up. Today, you even let the security guard stop

you want? I remember your office is downstairs, and you're in the company now, not in a place where you can do

man in front of him. It was the first time in so many years that

I who was working for the company for so many years. You have done nothing and you want

like a blazing fire, like he wanted to burn the nasty person in front of

his head slightly, his dark eyes looking sharply into Frank, "It's not up to you whether I'm qualified to sit in this position or not! Frank, on the basis of you brutalizing your brothers, killing the innocents and engaging in money laundering activities in 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

at him. He sat in his seat with his arm resting on the chair

hearing his words, Frank felt like he was struck by a thunderbolt, how could

his body

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

his brother was no longer the fool who once allowed him to bully without a word. What he was doing behind the

his power, and he didn't

into the elevator. He walked into the vice president's office and closed the door with a bang, and the secretary outside the door was so scared that he

office in half. Wrathfully, he slumped down

accept the cripple riding roughshod over him. For so many years, everything

out, Stefan stood up and went to the French window. He looked out at the blood-red sunset and his heart rolled over like a

slept until noon. After having a simple meal,

moment, Madison walked in and said, "Lady, there