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 grew

her through the darkness, the

hand between her

much about sex not to understand what she was

of the bed, the

intense, musky, and erotic.

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watching her back. If l

release herself with me at any

twitched and hardened

I’m getting turned on

an object again by this sorceress, whoever the

she is.

me, I’d fake it. It didn’t

time.

life

the same outcome.

didn’t call me, didn’t use

and her moans barely stayed hidden

The movement of her hand was more than obvious

masturbated.

pillow,

trembling when she

she come to

own body was tense, breathing ragged, the wetness

soaking through my pants. I could’ve pleased

forced to learn how to drive women crazy

I remembered her anxiety, the longing in her

auction.

eyes

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