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Diego wanted to sleep. For a week at least. Every day was a new drama. It made him want to hide out in his workshop and lock the door. The feel of the wood under his hands, the smell of varnish and leather was infinitely preferable to the pitying looks from Doms and the hopeful expressions of subs. So much for being the big, bad dominant. Every single sub looking for a contract had approached him the second he stepped back into the dungeon. Who was the prey here?��
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