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Guilt
Alpha Eric's POV A knock on my door got my attention, which made me speak up. ''Speak.'' ''It's me, my Lord.'' I recognized the voice as being that of Clara. ''Send her in.'' Slowly, the door opened, and I watched her walk in and stand by the door. She was putting on a long blue dress that fit her perfectly, revealing her curves and shape. Realizing I was staring, I stood on my feet, walked up to my bar, and took out a bottle of whiskey. ''Undress yourself.'' I ordered as I filled up my cup. ''I…'' She wanted to speak, but I cut her off. ''You will speak. When I ask you to do so, now get undressed." I ordered in a tone that left no room for argument and took a sip of my drink. I walked to the window and stared at the half-moon while taking a sip of my drink. I was feeling down
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