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Chapter 14-3
Harry jumped at the sound and whirled around. Charlie moved to stand in front of him and Julian in such a protective movement that Harry’s heart swelled despite the fear that gripped him. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t all three dirty little shitten pricks,” Mosely said. Harry’s skin crawled and fury bloomed in his gut. “No idea why you are calling names, Mosely,” he said, stepping out from behind Charlie. “You never complained when you bent over and took it.” “I’ve never been touched a man in my f*****g life!” Mosely spat. Harry’s mouth ran away with him. “No, you like children.” “Bastard!” Mosely sprang forward, but with one arm in a sling he was seriously hampered. Charlie stepped forward, intercepted him, and felled him with an incredibly effective smack to the jaw. The other two
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