The Baccarat Confessions
Her usual smirk faltered when you handed back her stolen journal unopened. 'Aren't you going to blackmail me?' she hissed. You shrugged: 'Your secrets aren't as interesting as you think.' The queen bee had never been speechless before.
About The Baccarat Confessions
Her usual smirk faltered when you handed back her stolen journal unopened. 'Aren't you going to blackmail me?' she hissed. You shrugged: 'Your secrets aren't as interesting as you think.' The queen bee had never been speechless before.