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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED-THIRTY TWO: WHY'S HE CALLING?
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Sienna's body feels heavy, as if weighed down by the memories pressing against her chest. Her eyelids flutter open slowly, the light searing through her grogginess. Her first sight is Noah, sitting on the edge of a chair pulled close to her bed. His suit jacket is draped over the back of the chair, his tie loosened and hanging crookedly. His elbows rest on his knees, his head buried in his hands, as if he’s trying to hold himself together. The strain on his face, the shadows under his eyes, and the faint tremor in his shoulders betray his exhaustion. Her lips part, her voice scratchy and barely above a whisper. “I want a divorce.” Noah’s head jerks up, his eyes wide and disbelieving. “What?” His voice cracks slightly, as if he’s misheard her. “I want a divorce,” she repeats, her tone firmer this time, though it takes all her strength. Noah blinks rapidly, rising to his feet as if standing will make her words less real. He takes a tentative step closer to her, his hand reachi
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“Oh, my world, YES!” Sienna screams, coming before he’s halfway in. “Noah!” The fullness sends her over the brink. “Uhn! Feel you!” He shoves home, ripping another scream from her. And again. “You would’ve stolen my cum, just like that.” She writhes in her bonds as her orgasm consumes her, numbing her mind. . . . Once she finally falls limp, he bites out, “More?” His muscles quake against her. How badly he must need to come! “Yes!” she gasps. “I will always give you more.” He draws back his hips and grips her around the waist, widening his stance. He’s readying. She fidgets in her bindings. He looks like he’s about to ravage her, and there’s nothing she can do but take it. “Um, Noah—” He yanks her back along his cock while his body rams forward. He yells; she moans from the impact. His position, her position . . . she feels like a sexual plaything. "Maybe I have been missing out on so much," she thinks because the idea puts her right back on the brink. “Your body nee
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Noah leads her further into the bedroom and pulls a remote control from his jeans pocket. With the press of a button, all the windows turn to mirrors. “It’s a type of smart glass,” he explains. “For full privacy when we have guests.” Sienna's mouth drops open, surprise etched on her face. "How did this get here?""I've always had this room waiting," Noah reveals, "waiting for the right time for us to explore it together. Sadly, you left before that could happen."Fascination and anxiousness swirl in her eyes. She's captivated by the mystery of this secret space. How did he envision such a place? What purpose did he intend it to serve? She tilts her head in admiration. “You do think of everything.” “It gets better.” He pushes another button, and the mirrors shift to screens, displaying the bed from multiple angles—even from above. “There are cameras in the bedroom?” she asks, her voice catching with a mix of shock and excitement. Sienna's gaze narrows, her mind racing. "You sa
