My legs could not carry me fast enough.

I walked through the house quickly.

Wanting to get to Sylvester and give him the news.

I appreciated Devin for telling me the truth.

It took a lot for him to put his reputation on the line like that.

That reputation had kept the south safe; if this comes out that Lucas was the one that killed Maurice and Gavin, then it will be over.

While I moved towards the room, I knew the Lucas narrative was a part we must keep secret.

Establishing that Devin did not attack because of the letter was enough to get Stephanie off the hook.

As for Jenny’s death, the evidence Mathew Majesty might have against her will not stick because no one knew what happened other than Sylvester, the two Kappas that worked for Stephanie and me.

The Kappas would never tell a soul because they would condemn themselves and their families in the process, so I doubted that would be an issue.

The letter was my biggest fear, and knowing it won’t be admissible was great news.

I walked quickly and went straight to the room.

Sylvester wasn’t there, so I decided to link him.

“Where are you?” I asked him.

“In my office,” he replied, and I left our room to join him.

I entered the office, and he was sitting behind his desk.

He did not seem in high spirits, and I wondered why.

“What is the matter?” I asked him, and he looked at me.

Then smiled; my heart was beating fast, and his smile put it at rest.

“Don’t do that again.

I was scared that something was wrong,” I said, and he laughed, got off his chair, and came to where I stood.

He pulled me close to his chest, still laughing and danced with me in his arms a little, then pulled me close.

“What happened?” I asked him, and he smiled.

“Amanda is off to Grizlo to see her lover,” he said, and I rolled my eyes.

“So Levi told you,” I said, and he shook his head.

“Hendrix told Wilson, and Wilson told me,” He confessed.

I laughed and smacked his chest gently.

I could understand his joy.

We had caught a big break.

He went to sit on the couch in his office and pulled me onto his lap.

“Lay across,” he said in a low deep voice, and I knew what it meant.

Kaira squealed.

This wasn’t the time for this, but Sylvester wanted what he wanted, and he was going to get precisely that.

He laid me across his lap with my butt in the air.

He rolled my skirt up until my thongs were exposed and smacked my entrance.

“Ouch,” I said because it brought both pleasure and pain.

He used his thumb to caress my entrance and then smacked it.

moaned at the

It was pleasurable.

yet you are

believe, your lips or your body language?”

have been naughty, Tamia,” He said, caressing the

he

was enjoying what he was doing while anticipating the

it in, but I

a naughty girl, and naughty girls get punished,” he said, placing his finger

and grind my

pulled out and

Devin, Tamia,” he said with a low voice, and I continued

not care; I knew

corridor waiting for him to pass, I saw it all,” he said, sticking his thumb in, and I

way, it did

Devin do this to you?” he asked, caressing my

I replied,

he asked, and I could not

“Sylvester,” I moaned.

Tamia, but you won’t be getting any until you tell me what you

was coming, and he knew it,

“Sylvester,” I said impatiently.

he

and…” I said, and he began to rub my clit again, “Kneel on the couch and hold the backrest,”

dizzy with lust; I could see

was battling himself

assumed the position he wanted, and he

bare, and I did not care that the office door was not

his knees

because he did it from behind, but my claws

Feeling the pleasure rise.

long before I came, and he

me, and we were at

I realised sneaking outside

and respect, it bothered him,

against him, spent on the couch, I decided to tell him what I

everything Devin had told me, and he got up from

is alive,” he said, and

his hair and began to pace in

soon? We would have looked for the

he

our world, reputation is

reputation has kept his region safe; it

that he would not tell,” I told him, and Silvester

“Very well.

do you propose?” he asked

we should take Devin’s account into

to know that

ourselves, but Devin can just dismiss receiving any

he does that, then

Jenny’s death, no one can prove Stephanie did it, so she

it on Devin, we will blame it on the uprising group,” I

do you think Devin would lie about not receiving a letter?” Sylvester asked, and I

would do anything to save

father

to take credit, and I am sure he would,” I said, and Sylvester nodded

to Grizlo later today; you want

he would ask me to

to sit things out, so I wondered what had

come with you, your majesty?” I asked him, and he

be a

are a fighter and

not plan to kill your fire,” He said and helped me up, then placed his

weakness,” he said, and I beamed

you

we expect him to say if there is ever a hearing concerning the issue with my mother’s letter to

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