Chapter 90. I hate your touch.

Chapter 90: 90. I hate your touch.

Once again, Neriah was completely naked, her dress had been ripped from her body at some point and once again, there was no coercion. All that had passed between them was undeniable and incontestable goading from his part and unquestionable—if not absolute—submission from her.

And only after they had done it yet again was she horrified by the fact that they did it in broad daylight! She felt like filth, like her dirty linen was spread outside without being washed, for the whole world to see.

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