C110 I Want To Be Your Sex Slave (I)

Adonis

I should have known.

I should have fucking known it would be her.

I had gotten to the house, and had stepped into the living room only to see Neil reclined in a couch, with a laptop on his thigh as he stared at the screen while typing away, politely avoiding having to hold a conversation with the woman sitting on the couch a small distance away, legs crossed with a drink in her hand