Chapter 34
April Tel ford POV
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“Then we need to find out”
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“Find out?” I look at him, completely taken back by his words. I feel like a toy. The one where he uses the strings to have the toy follow the instructions.
Again, I shouldn't be considering myself so low, but I can't think. I can't even breathe without breathing through the air which carries his scent.
“Yes. And I'm still waiting, April” He reminds me, as he brings the glass of his drink to his lips. The way he just licks his lips and swallow it.
“I can't” I whisper, knowing he is reminding me of his order which I'm still hesitating to comply with. How can I just touch myself? What is he even thinking when he is giving out such dirty orders, in a way he makes it sound so casual that I'm sure I'm not the first o
