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"I'm from Marazona"

              James' pov

"So tell me dude, when did you have a pretty maid as that one?" I asked with a knowing smile.

He creased his eyebrows and stared confusingly at me.

"Who? You know I don't really give a damn about the maids in the house."

"The one that had hurriedly left your room in tears." I supplied with a smirk.

"Oh! Chloe? Mom recently employed her to tend to Sophia and I." He shrugged.

"Wow! Dude, she's pretty and curvy. I'm sure she's gonna taste good." I made a moan sound while Donald hit me on my arm.

"Geez James, you don't even know her and you're already thinking of f*cking her?" He asked flatly.

"Do we have to know someone before we f^ck them? The last time I checked, we f*ck random b*tches." I rolled my eyes and crossed my legs, darting my eyes around his room.

"Really now?" He grunted and eyed me.

I chuckled lightly at his action and raised my hands up in a s

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