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Chapter Sixteen— Lick my feet. Ivanna’s POV Minutes later, I was panting from his aggressive thrusts and brutal gripping of my hair. I should be used to them by now, but God, they still hurt. A little more each time he did it. After f*****g me and finally pulling out, he let me go and I collapsed on the floor panting. Beads of sweat covered my aching body but I knew better than asking if I could take a bath again. He would never allow that. "Good job, mate," he said in a cocky tone, putting on his clothes. "f*****g get dressed. Or do you need my help for that?" "No." I picked up my rag-like clothes and put them on. "Can we go now?" I inquired politely. "Go where?" he questioned, sitting on the edge of the bed with a smirk. "I don’t understand." "To save Jenny," I replied. Why was