ed up again just
amon. Then a woman's laugh, sharp an
my head. The silk didn't
onestly, it felt like a fancy prison. The window looked out over perfectly trimmed ga
s, padding across the wood. Then a door crea
in, closer this time
amon said, voice
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. They were right across th
mon said. Not a su
ing," Isabe
the other under her thigh, he lifted her like
ale. Then the slow, steady
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, rough, posse
easing and without wasting time, he spread her legs,
t bring myself to watch it again, but all I could hear was the rhythm changing. The couch
as dark, almost gentle. He
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desperate. Her cries broke, sharp and helples
heir breathing, ragg
breathe. My
is voice flat, almost bored. "Get d
sabella, sti
aid
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hest. I felt sick. Humiliated. And God help me c
there, staring at the ceilin
sandra came in with breakfas
the study at nine," sh
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in the closet my size, bought for me, like everything else her
his massive desk, typing. White shirt, sleeves
like
he said, eyes st
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g my face, then my hands were
ed like
her here?" The word
alm as ever. "Bec
hurt
age. It's an arrangement. You'll see things. He
inked them away. "Wha
ould smell his soap, his skin. "Nothing else. You're a decoration.
ouch?" I snapped, anger
eyes, maybe amusement. "Goo
shing my shoulder, and opened t
he said, just as I stepped out. I froze. "
upid hope. Lucas.
is voice dropping into a warning. "Not ever. Don't
he door i
om last night wouldn't leave me, tang
de. He answered, voice warm all of
n his voice
the docks. When?
her
Antonio. We ar
heard his fist h
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