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Chapter Twelve

Eleanor’s eyes stayed rooted to his cock no matter how much she tried to look away. It stared back at her, so huge, firm and completely engorged . She had feared he would ask for sex, but she could not decide now which was worse.

Eleanor's heart pounded rapidly in her chest, threatening to burst out. She hated him for doing this to her, for making her body respond to him in a way she did not approve. She could feel her arousal intensify the longer her eyes stayed planted on his perfectly sculptured physique.

Drakken saw she was hesitating, his patience running thin. The girl was a stripper, not a saint. This was not the first time she had seen a naked male. She should quit feigning shock and do what he asked. Maybe she would come to her senses if he reminded her what would happen to both her and her son for disobeying him.

He walked over to a couch, sat on it and leaned back, watching her curious eyes follow him. "Do not just stand there," Drakken said. "Or are you thinking of going ag
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