Chapter 21 Chapter 21 – The Jewel and the Cage

Dante

I leave her shaking against the desk, her shirt ripped, her body straining for the climax she so foolishly keeps denying herself. The memory of the fight, the wild, desperate need in her eyes, fuels the low, aching throb in my trousers all the way home.

She thinks she won. She thinks that ...

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