Tony turned his head. Everyone had their own methods to protect their freedom, theirs wasn't so different from his.

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London, UK

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There were several knocks on the door and it interrupted Eleanor's light sleep. She yawned instantly and stretched her naked back, hair muffled and lips puffy. She glanced across her shoulder and appreciated Emily's nude body. She let her fingers trace against the naked skin of her son's live-in chef - would he be pissed off about this encounter? It mixed pleasure in his house, and in all honesty, if her son was anything like her, he would hate this as much as her.

She stretched the...