“I don’t get what you mean!” I whispered, trying to hide my burning red face. But he had already wormed his way into my thoughts, twisting them into impossible fantasies. Dark, sinful images I shouldn’t even think about.“You will understand what I mean soon, but first you need to go in there and wash that bitch scent off you.”“No.”“I guess you prefer me doing it myself,” he groaned, staring at me heatedly. “Strip.”I bit my lip, heart hammering, and forced my legs to move. “I’ll go take my bath myself,” I muttered, already heading to the bathroom.Marble and chrome usually felt cold and pristine, but with him watching, it was an oven. Every step I took, I could feel his gaze burning across my back, tracing the curve of my spine and the sway of my hips.“Can you at least stop staring?” I asked.He paused, a smirk curling over his lips, and finally turned away. I exhaled shakily, stripping off my clothes before stepping into the bathtub.I grabbed his soap, holding it to my nose, inh
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