His Dark Sin: A forbidden touch
I let her go, watching as she turned and practically ran for the stairs, her oversized white gown billowing behind her.
"Fuck," I hissed, rubbing my face.
She was breathtaking. Even in her anger, even in her fragility, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I retreated to my room and stepped into the shower, letting the cold water hammer against my skin. My thoughts were a mess. Why did I feel guilty? I didn't owe her fidelity. I had saved her life, paid her bills, and given her a home. But the memory of the disgust in her eyes made the sex I’d just had feel like a hollow, boring chore. I hadn't even cummed; the moment I saw her, my body had simply checked out.
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