GEORGINA'S POV. The party had already begun, and the music blared loudly through the room. People were laughing and chatting, but I sat quietly, my eyes fixed on Godfrey. He stood across the room, looking calm and composed, but all I could think about was when I would feel his strong rod sliding inside me again. The memory of our last time together flooded my mind—the way his touch made me moan, the thrusting, the sweat dripping off our body, the taste of his tongue. The sound of our moans played over and over in my head, impossible to forget.I was lost in my thoughts when Pamela suddenly touched my arm, pulling me back to reality. I flinched, surprised, as she sat down beside me.She had insisted on throwing this welcome party, trying to hide the shame of Prince Benjamin’s rejection. Thomas, her father, agreed to the party, wanting to cover up the fact that his daughter had been rejected by the prince. It was all just a distraction, a way to make things look normal.Pamela didn’t
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