NOT EDITED!!!!!!
"Roxanne, come to me sweet love." Darius folded his cufflinks, the patterns of protruding veins forming a rich, crisscross pattern on his manly arm. Black suit coat was discarded on the nearby chair and the white shirt on his body gave off an aura of someone much above the aristocracy despite it being nearly crumpled.
Roxanne put down the pink paint bottle on the floor, screwing shut its cap before she stood up silently, slowly walking at the place he was sitting.
A bed, scented candles and two of them alone with rain pouring in the background....it gave off a very romantic vibe to the girl whose feet pitter-pattered across the mahogany surface, her p***y creaming when Darius raised an eyebrow as her feet stopped some distance away from him.
"Little baby, come sit on d
