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Twenty-eight: Murderer
Warning: This chapter may contain sensitive and sexual scenes that are not suitable for a younger audience.
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I no longer followed what happened next. Yes, we got into Cormac’s car. On where we will go and what probably do, I know nothing about it.
My hands were still shaking with the extreme anticipation I’m feeling. I was carried away by the situation. I feel like I haven’t seen Cormac in so long; I felt all those positive emotions with him — plus the desire.
For the next few seconds, there was only one thing on my mind. Even if I tried to deny it to my brain, I wanted him to claim me. . . over and over, until I felt he had tied me to him.
I know, maybe I’ll be ashamed of what I am doing right now afterwards, but I know in myself I won’t regret it.
I heard a loud crash as we entered a very large penthouse. It was getting dark, but my eyes seemed to see the whole thing then.
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