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He shook his head "What can you do for et fro over me as I knelt before him "Women who'd enjoy it, not hate every minute"

Of course, he was right He was so gorgeous, he could get any woeous and rich And powerful in South Boston I was a first-year law student I was going to be a pauper even if Hunter paid back the money for Graham I'd have to work two jobs to afford my dorm…

"Anything," I said, my eyes filled with tears

He took in a deep breath Finally, he exhaled "I'll pay the debt," he said softly "As for your offer, I'll consider my options How much does he owe?"

"One hundred and fifty thousand"

Hunter whistled "That's a lot of high priced call girl services, Celia" His eyes narrowed "At five hundred a pop, that works out to…" he said and s my fuck toy"

My traitorous body war to make me fuck him as payback? Not that I would mind, because I remembered him God, I remembered him…

I remembered his beautiful naked body, his deep and passionate kisses, his skill, but I kneould be hate fucking on his part

"Are you really going to hate fuckcaution to the wind

He bit his bottoood, Celia You should know Isn't that what you did to me?"

"No!" I said,"That was never what happened between us Why would you even think that? "

"Grahaave , not , you threw me away like trash"

"No, no," I said "That's not true I never—"

"Stop," he said and chopped his hand down "It doesn’t matter anyway so no more lies"

He started walking down the hall once led up ontome from the hard floor