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Alessandro's POV
I clenched my fists in anger as I watched Amelia through my laptop.
I had it connected to the dungeon and even her room. I see everything she does, while she bathed, roll some soap foams on her t**s, spread her legs and shave her hairy cunt.
Shit!
These thoughts again.
I did never wanted to lock her up but that little hottie pushed me too. That afternoon after I drank a whole lot.
It has been three days now without food nor water. And for sure I guess she must be dying. With the way she kept gasping for air, burying her head in between her legs and crying her eyes out.
She must…. really be dying. I know it was unfair, I couldn't even control my feelings for Amelia, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't going crazy over her.
Was it her perky n*****s; round tempting a
