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CHAPTER 17

—ALPHA HAWTHORNE’S POV—

She reclined on the bed, draped in a pink, translucent nightwear that left little to the imagination, its design highlighting her flawless figure and accentuating her curves. Gently patting the spot beside her on the bed, she bestowed a smile upon me, her actions accompanied by the delicate scent of a rose I had tossed her way. Her deep, captivating black eyes seemed to beckon me, coaxing me to draw nearer, and I obliged, stepping forward with cautious yet purposeful strides.

Beside the bed stood a table, adorned with an assortment of sexual objects, spread out for me to use. From a thick rope to cuffs, a whip, a dildo, and more, the array offered a range of options. Sharma exuded an air of seduction, her ebony hair flowing like a waterfall. A delicate blush graced her cheeks as I took her hand, offering a tender squeeze in response.

Following the recent party, we had maintained contact on several occasions, during which Sharma made her desires abund
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