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34. I kissed the mafia boss
Rogue's POV
Next morning, I got up early even though I was up all night banging Sabrina until sunrise. I barely relaxed for an hour and was back in the shower to get ready and get my ass out of here so I wouldn't run into my vexatious captive.
As the cold drops of water hailed down on me, I recalled my entrancing encounter with her over the last few hours.
So Kathrine Raynott came to my bedroom shortly after I slammed the door in her face to call me for dinner. It wasn't like I was going to go out and sit with her and Pamela on the dining table, I still refused to her politely and lied about being busy.
Then she came back again later that night after twelve with a glass of milk. She told me that she got to know through Pamela about me working non-stop for the last few days and that I needed some strength. It's not like I was really busy to be honest. Because all I did was bang Sabrina for four days to g
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