Busty Chloe Vevrier
"I’m not walking out with it," she whispered, leaning in as if for a kiss. Instead, she slipped the drive into his tuxedo pocket. "You are. Because even you can't stand to see the company burn for a lie."
"I’m not walking out with it," she whispered, leaning in as if for a kiss. Instead, she slipped the drive into his tuxedo pocket. "You are. Because even you can't stand to see the company burn for a lie."