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“Don’t you know me?” I breathed, unable to hide the raw edge to my voice as I studied the black rings in her green eyes and begged the stars to let her see me. “You’re Darius,” she replied, that rough edge still coating her voice. “The man who promised he’d never hurt me, even though he always enjoyed it when he did.”
“You’ll have to learn to cope with the cravings, Roxanya. I don’t have time to mollycoddle you every time you ache for me.” “I ache for you, Daddy,” Clara moaned. “I ache to please you.” “So do I,” I said a little petulantly as the sound of Clara moving around on the bed filled the speaker for a moment. “Good. Then come and see me tonight,” he said, making my hopes lift a fraction as Clara started murmuring praises in a husky tone that made my skin prickle.