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Light at the end of the tunnel
Amanda's POV Obeying his command, I stripped myself and was left naked before him. He glanced over me, then looked away and sipped his drink. As I stood naked before him, I felt like a worthless rag. Maybe I made the wrong choice; I should have chosen death instead. “Come closer,” he urged, and I swallowed hard before taking steps closer to him. When I got too close, I saw him settle his gaze on my breasts, and I felt so embarrassed that I had to look away. “Go lay on the table on your back,” he ordered, and my feet obeyed. I walked towards the large desk, and this time, the table was cleared; there was nothing on it. I climbed onto the table and lay on my back, waiting for his next action. Soon, he got up from his seat, walked over to a drawer, took something out of it, and approach
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