Scars Of A Broken Bond

Blayze’s secretary strolled by Sierra, gracefully handing her a room card for Tyrone’s room.

Upon Sierra’s arrival at the elevator, she noticed that the left elevator was already ascending.

Without hesitation, she delicately pressed the button, causing the right elevator’s doors to glide open smoothly.

As Sierra ascended to the thirty-second floor, she disembarked from the elevator. She then saw Ben waiting for the elevator there.

It seemed that Tyrone was already in the room.

Sierra effortlessly located her destination.

door and imagining Tyrone waiting for her in bed, a mixture

impressive. She couldn’t help but contemplate his sexual prowess

and, even if it was merely a fleeting encounter,

and elegantly unlocked the door. Upon

bathed in

Sierra’s brows

exuded an aura of orderliness, as

the suite, Sierra speculated that Tyrone was likely

utmost quietude, she approached the bedroom door, her delicate touch gently turning

creaked open ever

into the room. The bedding