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Author: Laila_Ali313
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She stopped dead in her tracks and when she looked at him, he was already turning off the phone before placing it on the site table and looked at her.

"Hmn?" he insisted. "And why did you leave this bed without my permission?" he questioned, looking at her.

"I didn't know...I'd have to...to take permission," she answered, looking down.

"Come here," he tapped the place next to him and watch her taking small step towards him and stood by his side.

He held her hand before looking at her. Already feeling, slight tremors exuding her body.

Within a flash, she was pulled down to his legs, face first. Her hips resting on his thighs and he placed his hand on her waist to hinder her movements.

"What are you doing?" she asked, swaying her legs in the air.

He turned her body around in a swift move as now she faced him, with her terror stricken face. He pulled her body completely on the bed, hovering over her.

"Why the fuck have you removed your wedding dress?" he asked again.

"I'm sorry....I'm so
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