(POV: ALEXANDER THORNE)I stood frozen with my arms locked behind my back, letting the massive frame of my nearly six-foot-five body dominate the space of booth seven. My gray eyes, pinning her through the fenders of the Hell Fire mask, began to roam over the little bird's body, descending slowly to check if she had followed each of the exact instructions I dictated in our contract.She was trembling, her bare feet sinking into the dark carpet. The black lace lingerie set squeezed her pale skin, outlining her wide hips, thick thighs, and heavy breasts that moved to the accelerated rhythm of her shallow breathing. Cold sweat glistened on her collarbone under the red light. Satisfied to see that she had obeyed me blindly in her choice of attire, I took a predatory step forward, crushing the distance between us.Approaching close enough to feel the scent of wild berries invade my oxygen, I held her jaw with firm fingers, forcing her to tilt her face up. Her large emerald green eyes were w
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