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There were two enore brass knocker shaped like a nolia blossom

He opened one door for her, and about three feet beyond was a second set

“Typical of these houses”—Rafe explained—“to protect against storinal I and bringing back treasures with them”

The tiny tiles orn,her marvel at the history

Rafe pulled the door shut behind hiainst one of the walls In the dark, small space, her breath shortened This was the Rafe she expected and knew The one who terrified her The one who thrilled her enough to take uniinable risks

“I’ll welcoe But this will have to hold you” When he was like this, all Dominant and deter her pheromones

He kissed her

Not that what he did could be described as a kiss

He took and consuue into herher submission

She offered it, not that she had a choice, not that she’d ever had a real choice since he walked into her office to teach her about sadism In a relationship, Hope was beta to his alpha

He fucked herher so hard that it took all her concentration to hold on to the handle of her purse

When he pulled away, there was both proue sense of disappointment that it had ended so fast

“Shall we?”

Before she nodded, she needed a moment to take a deep breath She didn’t want to walk in disheveled, like a woed in the entryway

He tucked in hair he’d dislodged “Oh, sweet, sweet Hope Soon Fucking soon”

Once she was in control again, or as much as she could be, she nodded He opened the door and she took a step inside, then stopped to stare at the opulence “Oh n?”