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He wasn't even bothering himself to hide his sadistic pleasure anymore, as his fingers trailed over her skin, he watched her with a gaze that didn't match his poker expression, his fingers lazily traced the curve of her bosom. Stopping right where the curse marks vanished underneath the cloth. 

It seemed Carter was going his all out for making her uncomfortable.

And it was working. Like hot dang, it was working. 

He tugged on her bra once again and Thalia couldn't stop herself anymore, as she seethed " fine, you want an apology? I will give that to you? Are you happy now?"

It wasn't that she was willing to back out but there was just something about the hard lines of his face, the direct gaze and predatory posture and the way he was holding himself against her - it was unnerving. It was as if he could stampede all over her and stomp her to her death without even changing that maniacal smile of his. Letting him have his way with her was like made

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