The Black Rose

She felt guilty. Should she change her mailbox’s password? Delete the incriminating evidence? She had even had nightmares about being found out. And he did have an inkling about it; she felt it. Oh, she hated confrontations! But she couldn’t resist it- the sexy black satin-rosed belt that she bought online at a devastating discount.


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