CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: LURE ON THE TEMPTATION
IAN GABRIELLE’ S POV
She was dressed in some tempting clothes. The one who persuades people to drop their desire. This lady, that, I explicitly told her not to.
I was boiling with wrath and raging on the inside. Martins and his men ogled Christine like starved wolves when she strolled in there, their eyes roving over her body. Her huge t**s and ass were not covered by the little shreds of fabric. She might have walked through completely naked.
A woman of herself. When I had the chance, I was going to smack her in the ass.
Martins said something that I couldn't hear through the buzzing in my ears. Knowing what she had done, how else could I focus on this meeting? After Martins and I finished discussing our arrangement, we were meant to all ea
