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Killian's POV

I turned in my bed, Esmeralda was laying right next to me, sleeping peacefully.

I had feared that I would not be able to ever see her like this again. It wasn't even because she was kidnapped but because I had been a jerk to her. I had hurt her feelings and even countless times proved to her that she was only a responsibility.

It was really surprising that she was able to look at me in the eyes and not throw up. It was shocking to me that she still took my lips on her own after being an asshole to her for a while.

I crawled off the bed. I never planned that anything would go the way it did. I was hell bent on not penetrating her and I kept to that. She had orgasmed way too much from the fingering and licking that she had become too weak to move.

It was already evening time and I was starving. I wanted to get her something to eat as well because I knew Camille was that sort of a monster that she would allow her prisoner to starve.

So I had to leave for the kitchen to get