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        Sheletaslow,deliberateexhalepassherlips.Notyet.Thismomentwasn''thers.

        Thensheclosedhereyes,likeasicklybeautydisgustedbybeingforced,andsaidpetulantly,"Ifyou''rereallytooscared...thenforgetit.Keepyourlife.It''snotlikeyoucan''tjustjerkoffinthatridiculoussuiteverydayinstead."

        Thewordsstabbedstraightintotheman''spride.

        Amuscleinthemanager''sfacetwitchedviolently,hisbreathingbecameragged,almosthyperventilating.

        Butintheend,hiscautionoverpoweredhiswoundedego.

        "Youthinkreversepsychologywillworkonme?"Hislipscurledintoasneer."Makesmewonderifyou''reactuallysick—takingyourmiseryoutontheworld,FKinganymandesperateenoughtotouchyou."

        Seeingthatherployhadfailed,Reyadroppedtheact.Sheturnedherfaceaway,lettinghisfingertipslosecontactwithherchin.

        Themanagerstudiedtheundisguiseddisgustinherfaceandsmirked.

        Thiswomanthinksshecanplaymindgameswithme?She''sstilltoogreen.

        Thiswasthereactionhehadbeenwaitingfor.Herlackoffear—orresistance—upuntilnowhadrobbedhimofsomeofthesatisfaction.

        Leaningover,hegavethechainsrestrainingherafewsharptugs.Reyawasforcedbackintoaspreadeaglepositiononthemattress,herarmsstretchedaboveherhead.Shewrithedslightly,makingthechainsrattle,butitwasfutile.

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