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Chapter 118

He moaned, the chestnut haired woman writhing beneath him, chanting his name in pure bliss. 

“It should have been you,” she whispered sweetly, another cry of desire passing her beautiful lips. “Not him, you should have taken me. You should have told me to come to you.” Her words were musical. Beautiful. Everything he wanted to hear. 

“I know, lass,” he breathed, stroking her cheek. He wanted her just as she was, beneath him, taking everything he could  give her. He could give her life, happiness, pleasure.

“But you didn’t,” she stated softly, her beautiful green eyes turning to sorrow, to pain.

“No…” He wanted that look on her face to disappear,

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