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Angelina’s POV

Lucas picked up the phone from the coffee table then hid it inside his pocket.

He stood in front of me but I didn’t bother to look up into his eyes.

I was shaking from head to toe, breathing very hard, and crying silently.

Very slowly and tentatively, he started to remove the duct tape from my mouth.

Then he crouched down in front of me and started cutting the tapes binding my legs to the chair.

He stayed there, kneeling in front of me and said sincerely “I’m sorry, I had to be convincing Angel”

I finally looked at him with an angry glare, his eyes were extremely anguished, they stopped me from blowing up on him and kicking the hell out of him for what he did to me, and what he put me through.

His expression left me quite confused.

Why did it sound like he regretted what he did?

Regretted my ass! The fucking asshole put his hands all over me!

“You’re not sorry, you fucking enjoyed it!” I said hysterically.

He winced and said in a small voice “Believe me, I didn’t. Not w
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