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[Mature content—Read at your own risk, be careful. It's highly recommend] Meet Lena Candice Marshall, the most innocent girl in this world from Russian descent. Beautiful. Doctor. With delicious ass. Her life was so simple and decided. She was locked inside her dad's rules, regulations, and policies. Like a bird inside a cage. Always following her dad what's her dad wanted. She was at school and at home all the time. Had a babysitter with her until college. When she had her school's free time, she read educational books like daddy wants to learn more-not even let her read magazines. Only educational books. When she was in college, daddy was coming to pick her up. And she listened-as she believed that's what good daughters do, right? Listen to their parents. And as expected, she didn't deal with these words-Love...Feelings...Jealousy... Emotion...Lust...Desire. In a word, she didn't know anything about the opposite sex. Meet Ace Jordan Steele, the most handsome CEO in Downtown in New York. All the woman and even his secretory lusting over his body. Hell yeah! He didn't f***ing care. But he could any woman in his bed he f****ing wants. He always wanted to be alone and didn't want to be disturbed. Wanted to be getting rich instead of stalking play around. And the top of this, he won't shoot Spaniard and Russian girls because of the death of his mother-sister-that he will never forget in his life. He can't tolerate any girl from Spanish and Russian descent. Lena Candice Marshall. Ace Jordan Steele. What will happen when their paths cross? Lusting over Lena Candice will not good for Jordan Steele's health. Can Jordan Steele stop his erection from every time Lena's near? If he can't control his massive erection, disaster will strike in the name of desire and lust. And how will she accept these new feelings? And what about betrayed?

Littlefish · Urban
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157 Chs

Chapter 43

Lena sighed and then looked down. She frowned at the sight of a shoe without a match.

 

"What is this?" She blinked before bending over and picking up the shoe.

 

She was still wondering whose shoes it was when she closed the door. She didn't own it and put it in her shoe rack. She was about to turn away in shock. Her attention returned to the shoe rack, and then she stared at the shoe that was picked up outside the door.

 

'That shoe... no, it couldn't be!'

 

Carrying the shoes, Lena ran to her room. Then she dropped to the floor and peeked under the bed.

 

"There you are!" she said excitedly when she saw the shoe; she hid there because she threw it at Jordan when he ran over her dog.

 

She took the shoe and compared it to the shoe she was carrying. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was the same color and size.

 

'Oh, God! It's the same shoes!'