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Chapter 17 – Downstairs

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I was still sitting when Adrian turned from the door.

“He’s downstairs.”

“I heard.”

I didn’t get up. My legs were still shaking. I could still feel that cum dripping down on my thighs. My body still feeling the aftermath of everything Adrian did to me.

“I’m not going down like this.”

Adrian walked over and stood in front of me.

“You have two options. You walk down with me, or I carry you down myself.”

I looked at him.

“You’d drag me?”

“If I have to.”

I hated him a little for saying it like th
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