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68. Dark Confessions.

~ Pamela

Stephan walked away from me toward the sofa and removed his coat along the way. He dropped it carelessly on the lush carpeted floor. The behaviors of a spoiled child.

Although his life was filled with different forms of trauma, he was still dotted by servants who cleaned up after him every time he made a mess. He sat down and spread his legs showing me his bulging erection.

I unconsciously licked my lips and gazed at him with tremendous need. I suspected that he knew just what I was going through because I did not.

It was hard to pinpoint what I was feeling exactly because I was going through a myriad of emotions.

He sat in a very nonchalant way. His arms and legs spread like a king. He glared at me with a mixture of lust and anger. It was as if he wanted to ravage me but his anger was keeping him in check.

He took a deep breath.

"Sit up and place your feet on the ground, and keep them apart, I want to see all of you," He commanded firmly.

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