CHAPTER 45
I lift a small piece of dough and hold it up to the light. Not thin enough. A sigh escapes my lips as I brush a stray strand of hair from my face and attack the dough with a renewed vigor.
“What did that dough ever do to you?” That voice. Smooth with a rough edge. Deep. Commanding.
My nipples inst...
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1. PROLOGUE
2. CHAPTER 1
3. CHAPTER 2
4. CHAPTER 3
5. CHAPTER 4
6. CHAPTER 5 
7. CHAPTER 6
8. CHAPTER 7
9. CHAPTER 8
10. CHAPTER 9
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17. CHAPTER 16
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21. CHAPTER 20
22. CHAPTER 21
23. CHAPTER 22
24. CHAPTER 23
25. CHAPTER 24
26. CHAPTER 25
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30. CHAPTER 29
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36. CHAPTER 35
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44. CHAPTER 43
45. CHAPTER 44
46. CHAPTER 45
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