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... do? Well then, I’m fucking sorry you have so little regard for me."
Camilla felt herself withering under his glare. "I’m not trying to insult you. I just thought - well, you once said men have needs...and if I don’t...or can’t meet them - I assumed..." She closed her eyes, wishing a bolt of lightning would just end her on the spot.
Was it better for her to give him her permission even thought it would break her heart, and he would do as he pleased whether he had it or not? Was sh ...
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