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... on hanging, "Fall for her... after fucking her?"
I froze, my breath catching, my face flushing, the memory of Elizabeth’s body, her moans, her dominance in the red room crashing back.
"What? No!" I said, my face twisting in disgust and awkwardness, my voice sharp, my hands gripping the chair arms. "Why would I?" My cheeks burned, the idea absurd, Elizabeth’s commanding presence in the red room a storm I’d survived, not a romance.
Jonathan coughed, leaning back, his hands ...
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