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CHAPTER 68

My back is to the glass wall as he turns me. I wait for him to kiss me while I look into his face. I've tried to kiss him before, but he keeps me there by swiping his hand over my nape. He says to me, "No, Amanda." "An alpha takes the lead."

He is the boss everywhere, not only in the bedroom. Because he is more experienced in this world than I am, he enjoys placing orders for me that include food, clothes, and other items. He's right, coming from a dingy flat with empty cabinets. I have no idea how to place an order at a restaurant without looking foolish, and if something caught on fire, I would have no idea what was in style. I thus don't gripe. Why would I do that?

His fingertips dance over my cheek as he looks at me with warm, gratifying delight. His eyes find my throat and the thin scar there, and I start to become wary.

He gives a light back-and-forth stroke.

Darius has smooth calluses on his fingertips. Callouses need manual labour, menial tasks, and physical exertion.

I am the
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