This suite came in handy today.
On the soft king-size bed, Savannah curled up lying there, outlining a delicious thigh under the slim blue skirt. Her shirt was open more at the neck to show her fair skin after her unconscious movement.
Andrey's eyes were burning at her sensuality. The desire in his body grew beyond control.
It was a pity that he didn't get this woman last time. Today, he could finally enjoy the delicacy. No one would be going to distract him.
The glass of wine handed to Savannah had been added some drugs, like philter, which was commonly used in nightclubs, and could make girls quickly drunk.
He had planned to torture her to vent his rage. After all, because of her, he suffered a great deal last time! He couldn't forget how Dylan Sterling tortured him.
But how could he have the heart to hit her or make her bleed when she seduced him silently like this! The thought of fucking Dylan Sterling's woman made him more excited.
