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Chapter 49: To fuck you hard 🌶️

Author: Black sweet
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-23 23:58:17

~ Xander ~

When did seeing her with someone else make my tongue taste like vinegar? She was a toy, she has no right to make me feel anything. Even resentment is an emotion and I do not feel. Never.

And for causing that insult, she must pay, dearly.

She shivered like a leaf under my gaze and it stroke an arousal within me. Why did watching her misery bring me so much excitement?

I’ve been with whores of all kinds, shape and sizes. Some with breast even my palm couldn’t fully grasp. Yet, this thin, pale girl brings me more excitement just by looking at her.

Ah… it must be because she is branded by that fox, Kyle. That must be it. The look on his face tonight, the helplessness in his eyes when I walked away with his beloved hand-in-hand. I haven’t felt so pleased in a long time. Let him feel the pain of being disappointed, of being left behind.

Still, this is all an act of repayment for what he did to me. Why did I suddenly feel genuinely angry? This girl…

I pushed off the counter
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