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Clara's Mystery - Orphan Trilogy

How can you fall in love when you don't even know who you are? At the age of ten, she was left at the orphanage without any recollection of who she was and where she came from. Twenty years later, Clara Johnson, now the CEO of her own security company, SST, provides top-of-the-line security systems and technology that stamps out the competition. If only they could get the biggest shipping company in the country to upgrade their outdated system. But it seems that the CEO, Sebastian Colfer, will do everything to thwart their efforts. Or so it seems. Behind his icy demeanor, he has a hidden agenda, to woo the spirited CEO of SST. The mystery surrounding her appearance at the orphanage keeps her busy these days, and having somebody in her life is not part of her plan. So she pushes everyone away, but will it always stay that way? ==-=-== This book is purely fictional. Any similarities with people in real life are purely coincidental. ==-=-== Sitting in the back seat of Sebastian's car, Clara could feel the heat emanating from his body. His legs were spread out a little too wide, and they were rubbing against her outer thigh. She tried not to let it affect her, but his arm seemed to graze hers every time the car moved, and that unnerved her a little. They were sitting a little too close if you asked her. Clara tried to get away from him, as far as the space could allow, but her brother didn't want to cooperate. He kept on scolding her to stop squirming. She was trying to find a comfortable position that would keep their body parts from touching, what was wrong with that? Sebastian was tormenting her, and she's had enough. She elbowed her brother and told him to switch places with her. ‘Are you scared to sit close to me?’ Sebastian whispered in her ear. -=- Facebook: Intagram:

orphinx · 现代言情
分數不夠
127 Chs

R18 - NSFW

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This chapter is still part of the R18 series. If you are not over 18, please skip this chapter and proceed to Chapter 66.

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‘With Clara’s vulnerable feelings, we shouldn’t rush this,’ thought Baz, ‘She needs more time, and we will take this slow. I should stop touching her and thinking about the taste of her soft, silky skin. Vanilla! That’s what she smells and tastes like.’

‘Think about something else, anything... Think about flowers, yes, flowers. Her skin smells very fragrant like she took a bath in a tub full of flowers.’

‘Okay, not that either. Think about the office, think about work. You have a lot of stuff to do on your computer… work. Ahh... I would like to kiss her naked on top of my office table.’