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I managed to get away from the party and climb the staircase to the room I shared with my fiancé, Lucas. It was our engagement party, and after the official gathering with Lucas's parents at their company, we decided to head back to his townhouse and party with just our friends. His friends, actually. His friends were snobs who didn't like associating with people from the lower class. Lucas was super rich, and that meant all his friends were rich too. I, on the other hand, was from a poor family and worked in Lucas's family's company as a junior staff member. That was how we met and fell in love. Many people were against our relationship, especially his parents, but he defied them and engaged me. So now they just had to ignore me because there was nothing else they could do. I stumbled my way to the hallway where the rooms were. I opened the knob on my right and let myself into the room. The room was already filled with light. I took off my shoes and clothes and climbed into the bed, my eyelids heavy and my body swaying slightly from the haze. I had drunk just two glasses, but I was very drunk. I just wanted to sleep till the next day. I was just about to doze off when I felt a manly hand wrap around my waist, followed by a deep sigh. I smiled to myself, my lips curving lazily in the dim glow. Lucas. The man moved closer to me, and I could feel him press his body against mine, his warmth enveloping me like a blanket. I could feel his h@rd-on press against my back. I arched my hips instinctively, a soft hum escaping my throat, so that it could nestle between my butt crack. His hands crept up slowly, fingers tracing my skin, and cupped my bre@sts, his grip firm yet teasing. "Hmmmm," I mo@ned sleepily, my voice muffled against the pillow, my eyes fluttering shut in contentment. He took that as encouragement, his breath quickening against my ear, as he squeezed my bre@sts and pinched my n!pples, sending sparks through my body. I was now mo@ning loudly from his touch, my

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