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Chapter Fifty-Two

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FLORA’S POV

Alex didn’t speak to me until we arrived at his place. Luckily, it was empty since Clarissa and the other housekeepers had left. He got out of the car, strode over to my side, and opened my door with a precision that only added to my confusion. Before I could ask what was happening, he lifted me off the ground, tossing me over his shoulder like a sack of flour. My stomach clenched in both fear and excitement.

“What are you doing?” I asked, half-laughing, half-nervous.

“Keep shut,” he growled, his voice was low and commanding.

He carried me through the house, up the stairs with quick strides. I expected him to stop at his bedroom, but instead, he pushed the door to his infamous red room open. Before I could process it, I was tossed onto the bed, the softness of the sheets did little to cushion the shock of the moment. Alex loomed above me with a look masked with anger.

“It’s time to get what you deserve, Flora.”

His large hands grabbed my ankles and yanked me to
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Dear Readers, What do you think Flora’s reply will be? I would love to hear your guesses! By the way, writing steamy scenes like this is are the hardest, which explains the slower updates lately. Please pardon me. Thanks for your patience and understanding!

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Desiree Simpkins
The answer should be yes daddy, perfect in your eyes.
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Sam Cziria
It should totally be “perfect for you” that way she isn’t technically lying hahaha
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