Chapter 98 Book Six: Chapter Ten

John's hold on Anya's hair didn't slack, neither did he move an inch. He stared at James intensely, "do you still want to fuck my wife?"

A smirk curled up James lips, he twist his fingers inside of Clara, "it's all I could think of."

John swallowed. His heart was a drum in his ears, heavy and ins...

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