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SEVEN

Author: Betty__Kris
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-26 19:06:05

SEVEN

The man was getting impatient.

He yanked her gown up to expose him to more of her beautiful skin.

His hands caressing their way up—and down her thighs.When she tried moving,he gripped her thigh firmly,the area fairly red over the aggressive touch.

“Will you stay put or do I have to go faster? No one's coming for you…okay? You're just a worthless toy,” he stated impatiently,his hands roaming.

Those words echoed in her head.

Worthless toy.

Worthless!

Worthless!

And just as he tried reaching out for her panties—

She felt him being pulled away from her in something that seemed like a split of a second.

Maybe she wasn't worthless after all.

She winced as soon as she was free from his aggressive grip.Her eyes staying steady and fully open now.

He came.

He was right on time.

Alessandro,her own unexpected saviour.

The man tried to run but Alessandro was faster.

Alessandro closed the distance between them.It was clear with the way he released ragged breaths.

He was furious.

Rage consume
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  • The Mafia's Willing Prey   THIRTY-TWO

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