The pitch of my voice is soft, curious. “Is this all I am to you?” I wonder, cradling the swell of my belly. The question isn’t made bitterly. I never know where I stand with these men. “Am I just a… responsibility?” His jaw hardens when he glances at me. “Trust me, Princess. Things would be a lot easier for both of us if you were.” I turn the lights off when I leave, my heart in my throat, and crawl into bed alone. Ashby’s damage runs deep. He broke his sons in ways they’ll never comprehend. Not just with whips and punishments, but the places inside. Places I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to
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