Julian’s eyes were as deep as ink when he noticed her gaze.
Alana lay there on his side, slightly curled up in the leather seat.
With a pair of moist beautiful eyes with a fascination that has not yet faded away, just looking at him watery at this time.
Julian stretched out his hand and touched her long hair, like a satin, it started smoothly.
Without missing the gloat that flashed through Alana’s eyes, he squeezed her ear punitively.
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