[흑인 의붓아빠] 의붓아빠가 액션에 휘말리다

[흑인 의붓아빠] 의붓아빠가 액션에 휘말리다

I’m afraid if you were to challenge any change or discontinuation of the deal you made, it would attract untoward attention. She would leave looking precisely as she had arrived. She wore a blouse that plunged just enough to tease a bit of cleavage—it was her second-best asset. “And what’s your business here?” The male officer asked. It was a chance for the wealthy to enjoy the finer things while appearing to pay the incurred debt for their crimes while padding the pockets of other wealthy individuals who invested in these facilities. He looked like a man completely torn. “The ledger you stole from Mr. A male officer was manning the scanner while a female and another male were waiting for her to approach. Gerrard.”

“Christ,” Castor guffawed. Amber found such prolonged ocular intimacy… off-putting. The sound of the chair scraping across the floor barely covered the ragged gurgle of Phillip Castor’s attempts to breathe. “The ledger’s stored in a safe deposit box at Montreaux Heritage Bank. “Ah… very good,” Amber said with a curt nod, turning her attention to packing without appearing to be in any hurry. Once she’d slipped on the clean top, she did the same with the pants, sliding khakis stained with droplets of blood over generous hips and a shapely ass, discarding them in favor of the freshly laundered pants. They’re in Bern, Switzerland.”

Amber started a search for the bank on her phone.