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Lily's POV

Mr Blackwood left the room promptly, the door closing with a click behind him. I watched the closed door for a long while. Then I stood to my feet and began pacing the room, naked and agitated.

At this point, I was believed to think that there was more to this than met the eye. How could one man hate touches so much? Why had he kicked my hand away when I had tried to reach out to him? Why did he love to touch me, but hated to be touched in return?

Why, why, why? The questions chased each other in my head.

A loud ringing came from my phone, and I gave a small start. "Fuck!" I cursed, feeling myself being yanked away from my thoughts.

I looked around for the accursed phone, finally finding it amongst my pile of clothes; the ringing was coming from the pocket of my trousers—or Mr Blackwood's trousers.

Picking up the trousers from the ground, I rummaged in their pockets, my fingers finally closing around the vibrating device. Pulling it out, I stared at the screen and saw that
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