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... ted her hand behind her and tried to keep her voice low, whispering softly, "Baron Lawrence, let me go."
"You think I would let go?" His voice was husky and sensual.
Enna Clark didn’t dare to raise her voice, continuously shrinking back, "No, you must let me go."
"If you don’t want others to see, it’s better not to speak."
Far from letting go, Baron Lawrence gripped her hand even tighter, his forceful hold unyielding as he pulled down the metal zipper and touched ...
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