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 of anxiety and anticipation coursed through

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

man and, even if it was merely a fleeting encounter, she was more

elegantly unlocked

bathed in

surroundings, Sierra’s brows furrowed

of orderliness, as if it had not been

entrance of the suite,

utmost quietude, she approached the bedroom door, her

open ever so

peered into the room. The bedding was