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Chapter 14
My mind was spinning. What did it mean by finish what we started? Was it...the cake?
"Let's eat the cake now." I said, smiling. That must be what he meant right?
I haven't eaten the cake yet. It was delightful, a frosted vanilla cake. How did he know I liked vanilla? I thought to myself idly, but a blush rose onto my cheeks.
"No cake, kitten, no cake," Vince said slowly, pronouncing every word clearly. His brown eyes looked darker than usual as he looked into my eyes and bit his lip. Oh god, why did he have to do this to me? My heart started pounding rapidly.
He dragged me to the back of the room until we entered what I assumed was the washroom.
I was confused. What was it?
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