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His cheekbones throbbed with rage, and he was not about to let me walk away.
" I have to know. Was my love insufficient? I should despise you, yet I can't get rid of my desire for you. If my memory serves me well, you were rather fond of my touch, weren't you moaning my name when I last fucked you?" he brutally remarked.
I was furious with him because he had hurt her. All this time, he has been toying with me. He never loved or trusted me.
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