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Book 2 Chapter 63
~DAMON~ I was f*****g hard. Hard as stone. It was uncomfortable for me to sit still as I watched Clarissa purposefully walk around in a bikini in front of me. She knew what she was doing. She knew that she was taunting me, and she was f*****g enjoying it. The second I got her alone in her room tonight, I would pounce on her like a man starved for food. And she would be my only f*****g meal. Her body would be mine tonight. I still couldn't believe makeup was that good at hiding her tattoo. It still bothered me whenever I couldn't see it. I wanted her to be able to wear it proudly wherever she went. But that would mean other men would have a clear view of her ass, and I didn't want that. I was conflicted. I didn't know what I actually wanted. My eyes narrow when she intentionally
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