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Chapter 69

The cold felt like the morning died in the night. I laid bare on the mahogany bed staring at the large gothic paintings in his room. I could feel tiny cold strings pierce feverishly into my skin's pores. Somehow how, in the cold, I found pleasure in its pain and devoured it like an alpha in his pri...

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