Chapter 162 Disgusting

Elma's POV

“Take off the dress……”

I stared at him. “Adrian….” I shook my head.

He gestured at me. “I'm waiting, Elma.”

I reached for the top button of my jumpsuit, my fingers trembling, struggling to work properly because of the tears blurring my vision.

My eyes stayed fixed past his shoulder as I...

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