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I'm not a nice man

His eyes stayed on her for a few seconds and she was quick to look down and fix her eyes on

his chest. He moved his eyes, observing her before he lowered them to her legs, which were

shivering

"I was told you skip your meals and don’t come to the dining table for dinner. Why?" he

questioned with an arched brow. He had been meaning to address this with her. Even last

night, he had asked the same question, but driven by his desires, he hadn't pursued the

answer. Her report was provided to him ...

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