Chapter 337

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Did she moan like that when she was being fucked?

I shook my head violently and lowered it, my hand covering my

deformed face as a twisted, crazed smile formed on my lips.

What kind of wicked seduction spell is this?

Did this woman perfect something to make slaves submit to her

more easily?

I can’t fall into her trap. She’s just another bitch I’ll kill once she

helps me achieve my suicidal goal.

I don’t care about dying, but I won’t leave this world without

Lucrecia Silver’s head in my hands.

That night, I lay on the floor with just a blanket, thinking about all

my next moves. I barely slept—sleep is a luxury I never had.

Sleeping means trust, and I don’t trust anyone.

“Mmm,” suddenly, a soft moan echoed in the room.

1 lifted my gaze to her. She had her back to me, lying on the small

bed, facing the wall. I thought maybe she was dreaming, but soon

muffled murmurs

could see her through

of her hand between

not to understand what she was

the smell of

intense, musky, and erotic.

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swallowed, just watching her back. If l

to release herself with me

cock twitched and hardened at

in the head if I’m getting turned

an object again by

she is.

to me, I’d fake it. It didn’t matter

time.

my whole life resisting,

the same outcome.

didn’t call

and her moans barely

movement of her hand

masturbated.

shifted on the pillow, and her

trembling when

didn’t she come

breathing ragged,

through my pants.

learn how to

I remembered her anxiety, the longing in her eyes

auction.

eyes weren’t looking at

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