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

murmurs grew more

her through the

her hand between

much about sex not to understand

subtle shift of the bed, the smell

intense, musky, and erotic.

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watching her back. If l understood

come to release herself with me at any

twitched and hardened at the

sick in the head if I’m

object again by this

she is.

me, I’d fake it. It

time.

life resisting,

the same outcome.

call

barely stayed hidden

The movement of her hand

masturbated.

shifted on the pillow, and her

body trembling when

she come to

breathing ragged, the wetness at the

hard cock soaking through my

to learn how to drive women crazy

the longing in her

auction.

eyes weren’t looking at

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