Chapter 42 Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Amber Whyte.

My knees pressed against the cold tiles before my brain could process my actions.

A chilly breeze hit my soles.

I didn't resist. Couldn't resist.

Like a good little slut, I obeyed, positioning my body as they demanded.

I dared to fasten my gaze on their hungry ones.

Sh...

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