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And she didn’t want that liar’s kisses Lies Six years of lies Proht after the other She would be warned before the rescue She would have time to make certain her father and cousins were safe She would have tiet out safely rather than being murdered in the stampede to escape

She had seen those doctors wielding auto them on the innocent ad to escape

She hoped the doctors were dead She hoped they were roasting in hell Unlike Del-Rey Oh, she didn’t want him dead She wanted him alive Alive and well so she could kill him herself

She whimpered as another punch of sensation slaina, her clitoris It was like a racking blow of electricity being shoved inside her It sizzled and burned and left her gasping in need as the bedroom door opened

She rolled to her feet, stu her with those devil’s black eyes

“What did you do to me?” Her fists clenched at her side

“I don’t know” He shook his head wearily “Whatever it is, I did it to myself as well”

“You bastard!” There was nothing left to throw at hi she could find over the past three days and the final object, that da Just like you lied toto me now”

“No, Anya”

The sound of her naers clawed as she ju eyes out of his face She was going toher hurt

He caught her hands an inch from his face

“Stop this, Anya, it isn’t helping”

“Do you think I don’t know that?” she cried out, struggling against hi emotions and needs “You betrayed me, Del-Rey You lied”

“I know, baby” He held her hands with one of his, the other touching her cheek, his thu over her lips “We’ll deal with that, I promise But I need your kiss Now”

“No,” she , drawn-out sob of need and despair as she pressed her cheek into his palm, bit his thumb