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Chapter 43: Jace POV 2

Author: Marjolein
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"We're going to my house," I tell Charlene as I unlock my Porsche.

"Your house? But we never go to yours!" she responds, her voice bubbling with excitement.

"Just get in," I snap, cutting off any further conversation.

She climbs in beside me, and my eyes automatically drift to the passenger seat mirror, looking at the backseat. That’s where Norali sat last time.

I hit the gas hard, making the car lurch forward with aggression. I don't release the pedal. "So, what's the occasion for going to your place? Something to celebrate?" she asks, her voice dropping seductively. She pulls her shirt a little bit lower, showing off more cleavage.

The occasion? Maybe just the thought that someone might actually walk in.

"When we get there, take off your clothes and wait on the couch," I order. She doesn’t say a word, just nods obediently. That’s Charlene—she never talks back. I feel her hand slide onto my thigh. "What about a little preview?" she whispers.

I press the gas harder. How would h
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