Chapter 46 – The Next Successor |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Angel
I stop caressing her legs, resting my hand on them, wandering my eyes on her.
Her robe is gone, and she’s dressed, in like a second, in her agent attire with her black leather pants, a black crop top, a leather jacket unzipped in front within her waist, and leather black gloves with cut fingers in her hands, and her hair is putting itself together in a messy bun, while she hasn’t moved, and still eating. And yes, she’s having guns on her. The only thing missing are her boots. She’s bare feet….