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"Is there so in particular that you are worried about?" He could see her hesitate, and he said gently, "It's your father, isn't it?"

"I don't want him to worry about me"

"You don't want him to know you've been kidnapped"

"Yes" She gazed at hily "Is that possible?"

"It depends on you entirely I'll make sure you'll have a chance to speak to your father You must find a way by then to convince him that you've run away of your own free will"

He let a ain when he saw in her face that the import of his words had truly sunk in

"If you do well, then you ulp, and that was enough for him It mattered little to hihter had been kidnapped Nothing would change either way, and it was only for Sara's sake that he was allowing her this chance

He glanced back at his Sara, whose big brown eyes were like a storybook as her gaze spoke page after page of emotions

Upon realizing she had been kidnapped, his Sara's eyes had shown mostly confusion and fear, and later on, when his words had shown her just how good it could fucking be between them, he had also seen in her eyes how she had been torn between guilt and lust, shame and pleasure

Noever—-

There was so else

Soerous—-

That ithe had sworn never to do, ever since he had killed his own mother

He lied to himself about what he saw, and afterwards he deliberately put the thought out of his ht He looaze to him with unconcealed wariness A part of her obviously distrusted hiood sense on her part, and it was always better to fuck someone with brains than one without

"You'll have half an hour to shower and change," he told her "I want you in bed after that, preferably asleep"

She didn't answer right away, her expression telling hi his words

"You need to rest," he pointed out "The last hours for you have been eventful"