NO PLACE AT

face, weary and his lips, pale. He was burning up. His stomach churning due to hunger. He dra

pread, was soaked in his tears and water from the wet clothes. Thirty minutes passed, but he w

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naturally seductive, but she added more efforts to shaking her waist and voluptuous ass. She want

n a while. How have you been?" She remembered she didn't acknowledge them, earlier, when she dragge

through her actions. 'Hmmph, what is she trying to do? She is not even good for Vintage.' B

from Damon and dump her later.' She longed to see everything taken away from Damon. After lo

. He didn't hold the Morgan's family in high regard, they were like dust, even to his middle

She walked towards the Shawn family, wanting to invite them to the small dining table just outside

house in undisguised disdain. They walked towards the small dining, scrunched their eyebrows at

ge will get bitten by a bug in the kitchen. His smooth skin, was too delicate for the crampe

g her a pointed look, with his eyes, to shut her up. He loved his mum, but he couldn't t

shaking wildly. He walked in to the kitchen, to see her standing by the shabby kitchen platform

be her mum or dad, why would they walk silently, in their house?. Her lips curled into a smile

nd supple. I wonder how it will feel in my hands. Does she know I'm here? Maybe she is

s hands on her ass. Vintage raised his eyebrows at her, 'I didn't know she was so easy. Th

eepishly, her low voice, dripping with unconcealed lust. She pushed her soft and supple ass, int

e a move on her, she had decided to seduce him. She was happy that she wouldn't make extra eff

st his thighs, but he wanted her elsewhere. Their parents are already seated, waiting for them, it w

, wiggling his eyebrows. He wanted to make the most of his time, here at Morgan family's hous

See clearly knew the kind of fun, he was talking about. She didn't mind cheating on the foo

l trance. He casually grabbed a tray of food, carrying it outside the kitchen. He met his mother'

to his father, who was sitting at one head of the table. Mr. Morgan was sitting at the

t even have a place at the table.' He was obsessed with seeing Damon suffer, he felt delighted in hi

help but feel jealous. 'Those lips should only kiss me.' She thought. Placing the trays of food

sit beside Vintage, his mother was sitting beside him. She also couldn't sit across him, because

he gave her silent support to her. After all, they weren't blood brothers, so nothing could go wron

could read and know another woman's thoughts. Hurriedly moving to the empty chair beside her, sitti

r mother, who was able to read her thoughts. She was baffled about Vintage's change voice t

rve the dishes. Everyone else at the table was surprised at what she did. She served Vintage first, igno

e didn't bother sucking up to the Shawn couple, she had noticed their disdainful glances towards h