Elizabeth Jones
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"Vincent, are you okay?" Vanessa noticed his blank look and tried to call out his name. "Elizabeth," he muttered to himself. Vanessa furrowed her brow in annoyance. "Who's Elizabeth?" He quickly realized his mistake and apologized. "I'm sorry. It's nothing, just something I remembered," he said, not wanting to upset her any further. "Don't worry. I'm not pitiful enough to get angry over other girls. You're not my boyfriend, so I have no right. But please don't speak another woman's name when I'm…
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Vincent's phone rang, interrupting his meal. He picked it up and answered, only to hear the sadness in Vanessa's voice. "Vincent, are you free today?" she asked. Her tone was off, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of worry wash over him. "What's wrong, Vanessa?" "I'm here outside your penthouse. Can you come over?" she begged him. She was clearly under a lot of stress. "Wait for me " He quickly finished his meal and changed into a more casual attire - a white Supreme T-shirt, black pants, and a…
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Vincent's mood was souring, and Nathan could practically feel the tension radiating off of him, but he refused to let it ruin their workout. "Hey, forget about that jerk," Nathan said, hoping to diffuse the situation. But Vincent shook his head, clearly not ready to let it go. "That guy always messes with us. What's his deal?" "He's just threatened by the Wayne Industry, buddy," Nathan said with a shrug. Vincent's scowl deepened. "But you don't even manage anything for your family." "Nah, that's…
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Vincent and Nathan met at the gym located on the 3rd floor of Central Park. As soon as they stepped inside, Vincent was taken aback by the sophisticated atmosphere. The sleek chrome equipment, polished marble floors, and state-of-the-art sound system made him feel like he was in a five-star hotel rather than a gym. "I was really surprised when you told me that you want to hit the gym," Nathan chuckled, clearly amused by Vincent's uncharacteristic interest in fitness all of a sudden. "Is it really…
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Vincent's blood ran hot as he soaked in the moment, his body moving as if guided by a primal instinct. His mind was filled with erotic thoughts, each sensation more intoxicating than the last. He lavished her body with attention, his hands roaming over her curves as he guided her effortlessly from one wall to another. Their frenzied movements finally led them to a plush sofa, and her body sank into the soft cushions as he continues to explore the depths of their passion. The room seemed to fade away…
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"Let's get out of here," Vanessa suggested with a playful smile. "Sure," Vincent agreed, feeling the pleasure from their passionate kiss. She went to inform her group of friends that she would be leaving, while Vincent approached Nathan to share his plans. "I'm going to head out first," he said awkwardly, trying to keep his composure. Nathan chuckled and winked at his friend, clearly understanding the situation. "Buddy, you can leave whenever you want. Hahaha!" He reached into his pocket and handed…
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As the group moved into the main venue of the party, Vincent found himself being drawn into conversation with Vanessa. The party itself was a grand affair, with elegantly dressed guests mingling in a lavishly decorated ballroom. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm, inviting glow throughout the space, while a live orchestra played classical music in the background. Waiters in black tie attire circulated through the crowd, offering champagne and hors d'oeuvres to the guests. Vanessa, seemingly captivated by…
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On the day of the party, Vincent and Nathan excitedly prepared themselves for an evening of mingling and celebration. They both dressed to impress for the evening's event. Vincent wore a tailored navy-blue suit, paired with a crisp white shirt and a subtly patterned tie. The ensemble exuded elegance and sophistication, making him feel both confident and stylish. Nathan, on the other hand, opted for a sleek black tuxedo with a black bowtie, his attire reflecting his refined taste and penchant for…
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"Vincent, time to wake up," Nathan whispered, giving Vincent's shoulder a gentle nudge. Blinking slowly, Vincent opened his eyes and stretched out his weary limbs before responding, his curiosity piqued. "Didn't I have a few more days to go?" Vincent asked, his voice tinged with hope. "The doctor says you're healing faster than they thought, so you can get out of here!" Nathan beamed, his enthusiasm infectious. "That's awesome!" Vincent exclaimed, feeling a surge of joy and newfound energy upon…
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"Fenrir, are you really leaving the army?" Lowell pleaded, his voice tinged with desperation. Fenrir's expression was solemn as he replied, "Lowell, you're still young. Don't waste your time fighting a useless battle." "But it's our duty to save our kind against the humans!" Lowell protested. Fenrir shook his head, clearly regretting the actions he had taken before. "The humans are just fighting back. It's our fault for treating them like lower beings." Before Lowell could reply, a man with a bulky…
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