He abruptly increased his strength, and a feeling of suffocation followed.

“Even if something goes wrong, Morgan will do everything he can to get you out, won’t he!”

Dexter moved closer, his thin lips pressing against her lower jaw, almost brushing against her ear. Josie felt a chill down her spine, gasping for breath. “Who gave you the video?”

“I’ve told you before,” Dexter said, noticing her flushed face and slightly loosening his grip. “Morgan and Wayne are partners.”

It’s Morgan… Josie was somewhat reluctant to believe it. Not long ago, he said he could help me.

Seeing the calculating look in her eyes, Dexter quickly guessed what she was thinking. He scoffed. “You’re courting death, thinking you can make Morgan bow his head. You’re too full of yourself.”

He spoke those words with anger. Evidently, he was upset.

Josie tilted her head back, grabbing his wrist, trying to break free.

around her are big shots.” Dexter curled his thin lips in mockery. “But she isn’t very smart, allowing herself to be used by each one of them. Tell me,

listening to

wouldn’t stop until his anger was vented.

Isn’t that your way of announcing to the world that she’s the future Mrs. Russell?” Josie asked him, word by word. Aren’t you the same? You’re someone who will stop at nothing

deep as he held her chin, forcing her to part her lips. “Such a

“You!”

how to play the piano.” His voice carried the calm before the storm

with rosary beads, slowly extended downward, a roughness laced

sound of her zipper being pulled down

baung down on the back

was particularly intense Scring her complex expression as she ulted her head back in embarrassment, he chuckled

swear Fifcall the patice! Josie was almost out of breath and even though she had baten his Land hard crengh to draw blood by all wouldn’t let go pet hearing that in pressed deeper Josie sop to risks others have taught you

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