With a smirk, he stepped toward the red-haired beauty and glanced at her boots. “Take them off."
Maria flinched back in shock. “What? Why? Aren't we going for a horse-riding lesson?"
The guy in white scoffed. “What makes you think you are riding the horse? Take them off."
A weary sigh left those beautiful lips, and the ravishing beauty removed those black leather boots, revealing her milky slender legs.
Paris caught the first glance of the velvety skin and felt a wave of heat up his back, flooding his cheeks. He quickly turned away and stalked out of the stables.
Wide-eyed, Maria half-hopped, half-skipped, and half-tip-toed behind the childish president.
The pebbles were stinging, poking, and scratching the soles of her feet as she trailed along the path to the open grounds.
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