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“Aw Randy, when it comes to your opinion, I could swallow ten boxes of laxatives and still fail to give a shit.”
“Go. There will be other occasions for you to embarrass yourself.”
to. I feel like if I forgive her, then I’ve said that what she did was okay. It wasn’t okay. And I don’t want to ever be someone who could excuse something like that.”
His hand snapped around her throat. “I own you.” It was a snarl. “All of you. Your thoughts, your orgasms, your dreams. I own the fucking air you breathe. And we both know what it does to you when I take it away.” His thumb and finger pressed down on her carotid artery.
