CHAPTER 13
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AFTER I GOT TO MY BEDROOM, I took the liberty to have a long and hot shower. I felt the need to clean my skin of any memory left by Philippe’s hands, before getting dressed in a training suit and coming back to the living room where I had left the two men. It was necessary that I had that shower. I couldn’t stop shuddering when I was thinking of the way Philippe slobbered all over me and how he touched me.
I was hoping that Ian hadn’t beaten Philippe up more in my absence because I didn’t want him to get into any trouble because of me.
In my absence, apparently, Philippe had regained his conscience and he was sitting on the sofa now. From there, he was looking angrily at Ian who, with his hands on his hips, dominated him from the middle of the room. Ian’s eyes were
