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Chapter 23: Maybe Sweetheart
Faith Lifting the pile of lingerie, I quickly ran it across the hall to Angels room, tossing them on the chair and going back to pick up any fallen ones. Vader smirked at me with his hands behind his back. I gave him a small stare, suspicious about his stance. "Have something of mine?" I asked tilting my head. He c****d an eyebrow, "No." He said smirking softly. Ah, "Sure you don't." I said stepping toward him and reaching behind him to take them back. I felt the silk and scowled slightly, "Feels like something of mine." I said softly. His eyes ran down my lips and I felt his hand run over my hip, "Yes, it does." He said insinuating something else, I ignored it. I gripped the silk panties and he held them tight,
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