"Sarah. Sarah, I'm upset that you’re getting married tomorrow."
"Sarah, I like you. Do you know that?"
Rodney kept mumbling while he hugged Freya’s thighs.
Freya was not at all touched by his Remeo behavior. 0 n the contrary, she was increasingly annoyed with his words, and she felt that his good looks were a waste. H e had such a pretty face, but there was something seriously wrong with his brain.
Why would he have a crush on Sarah? She was the cruelest woman in all of Canberra.
This gave Freya the urge to teach this lunatic a lesson, or she would not be a Lynch.
"Okay. Alright. I know. Now, get up." Freya calmed him like how she would with Suzie and lifted him up.
Rodney's knees buckled. At that moment, he missed his footing and fell on top of Freya. "Sarah, your body i s so soft... so light... smells so good. I like it."
Freya, who was being taken advantage of in public,
flushed with embarrassment. She took a deep breath. Now that she had sacrificed her body, she would deal with him later.
"Mm. I've always smelled good." She staggered and brought him to the opposite hotel.
The hotel was surrounded by pubs.
The hotel receptionist, who had encountered this situation many times, casually handed them a card.
Just as Freya wanted to place Rodney on the bed after she brought him into the room, Rodney held her hands so tightly that he pulled her onto him.
"Don't leave..."
"Alright, I won’t leave. Do you want to do it?"
Freya’s seductive vixen-like voice rang beside Rodney’s ear.
She also slid her hands across Rodney's chest slowly t o make it irresistible for him.
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