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Chapter 93 A Torrid Night

Even if he had great self-control, he couldn't control himself at this moment.

Clarissa looked so beautiful, charming and decadent. She was like the finest wine, which made him want to intoxicate in it.

He took a deep breath, pinched her chin, and stopped her from kissing him at random.

His voice had long been hoarse, like a string that was tight to the extreme.

"Be obedient, and then we'll make love, okay?"

Clarissa looked at him with watery eyes. She seemed to understand what he said, and nodded obediently.

It was only then that Anderson took her into the bedroom and put her on bed.

Clarissa's shirt had long been torn, but her pants were still on.

Anderson took off her clothes and pants gently, and then carefully checked the wounds on her body. Except for the wounds on her hands, there were only someone bruises on her body, and she was not seriously injured.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then pulled the quilt to cover her body
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