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Chapter 153: Glass

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He stopped at my bra, and flicked it open with two fingers.

"Tell me the secret." I urged again, my fingers pushing into the cold glass in front of me.

If he undressed me here, everybody would see my naked body with just a glance upward. Guards patrolled below, heads bowed, weapons at the ready.

Sam eased the dress off my right shoulder slowly, ignoring my question. Then my left side, and I turned to look at Sam. His gaze was dark and hungry.

"Please tell me." I whispered, locking eyes with him.

As he looked at me, he pulled on my dress. It slipped down, exposing me to his kingdom. I fought the urge to grab the slippery fabric, which was sliding lower and lower over my body.

"Secrets ARE very powerful, I see." He whispered, his breath warm against my skin.

"What if someone sees me?" I asked him.

The dress was pulled down more as an answer. It pooled at my feet, a cloud of blackness. A chill ran down my spine as his cold hand trailed over my back, while the other gripped my hip and sli
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