“You are mine, Valerie. You belong to me. Your body is mine. Your heart is mine. Your soul belongs to my soul. Do you understand?” he asked, moving in and out of me slowly now. He ducked his head and began kissing my neck. I nodded, breathless. “Yes.” “I take care of what’s mine, Enchantress,” he whispered against my skin. “I can’t let you—Ah!” His hand was in my hair, yanking it back painfully. “I don’t give a fuck who’s in this house and who can hear. You don’t accept the fact that I’m going to take care of you for the rest of your life, I will punish you, and you won’t be able to leave the
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