64- Confessions Behind Closed Doors

POV Isabella:

"I just need a minute," he whispered, lifted me up as if I were a sheet of paper, carried me to his desk with ease, sat me on it, opened my legs, and positioned himself between them to my despair. "Can you read through my eyes the absurd things I'd do to you on this desk again?"...

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