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Chapter 68- Blunt words
The smell of coffee aroma slowly stirred Charlene from her deep slumber. Scrunching her nose, little by little, she opened her eyes only to be greeted with glowing hazel orbs, looking intently at her in a slightly dimmed room. She was lying on her side as she faced him. He was sitting comfortably on one of the chair sets in the room, holding his coffee. He was propped up like a god, wearing only a bathrobe, waiting for his slave to wake up. “Good Morning…” He greeted her in his deep baritone voice before sipping his coffee. Palming her forehead, Charlene tried to remember what happened and why she was there on his bed. Adjusting herself so she could think more, she moved her body, but a slight movement made her grunt in pain. She was sore as hell. Slowly lying on he
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