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    Vincent cherished this quality in Katelyn. He eagerly anticipated embracing her, his own desire burning intensely, almost to the point of overwhelming her.


    With a raspy voice, Vincent cautioned her, “Be good, don’t rush.” His desire was on the brink of boiling over, yet Vincent remainedposed. His longing for Katelyn was powerful, but his greater wish was for her to enjoy every moment, every sensation he could offer.


    Instinctively, Katelyn cradled his head, her slender fingers threading through his short hair, her own impatience growing. Vincent skillfully aroused her, using every technique he knew to heighten her pleasure.


    He seemed to possess a natural talent for it. Though once inexperienced, his moments with Katelyn now unfolded with a fluidity that suggested he had always known just how to make her feel this way.


    Katelyn moaned softly,pletely lost in the sensations. “You’re so bad!”


    Vincent’s gaze was fierce, his passion unmistakable. He traced her skin gently with his tongue, his hands venturing to explore her intimately.


    That evening, Katelyn discovered a deep, unspoken pleasure. All reason faded, and her only desire was to continue feeling this bliss with Vincent.


    Vincent, however, couldn’t bring himself to go another round, understanding how exhausted she had been from the past few days. They shared a quiet moment together, and after taking care of her, he pulled her into his arms. Together, they drifted into a peaceful, restful sleep.


    Katelyn awoke the next morning at five, her mind still hazy with sleep. She turned to find Vincent already gone. She assumed he was upied with other matters and didn’t give it much thought.


    Afterpleting her morning routine, Katelyn left the room. She was immediately approached by one of Vincent’s men, who bowed respectfully. “Miss Bailey, Sophia has disappeared.”


    Katelyn’s brow furrowed, and shemanded, “Find her!” She hurried to Sophia’s room.


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    Within a few minutes, Katelyn arrived at the vacant room. It was deserted, with only a faint mark near the window remaining. It was clear that Sophia had slipped away.


    Katelyn stood by the window, a trace of coldness flickering in her gaze. She had never expected Sophia to stay willingly, but the boldness of her escape still stunned her. It was evident that Sophia was beyond redemption.


    Sophia was barely recovered yet had chosen to flee. Under such circumstances, Katelyn couldn’t hold anyone else ountable for being unsympathetic.


    At that moment, Katelyn’s phone rang. It was Vincent. She answered, “Hello?”


    “Katelyn, I’m already informed about Sophia. I’ll handle everything from here.” Despite his busy schedule, Vincent made time to call and reassure her.


    Katelyn acknowledged with a nod. “Okay.”


    Vincent’s team, sensing Katelyn’s restrained emotions, remained silent.


    Stepping outside, Katelyn walked toward the entrance of the vi when a figure unexpectedly appeared. She examined the person closely. It was Sophia. Disbelief washed over Katelyn.


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