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You will be my w***e. The words I had used were meant to hurt and they did that. Keeley shrank back, curling in on herself. The look on her face was almost unreadable. Half panic and half acceptance.
Acceptance. I hated that I had made her look like that. When she had been attacked five years ago, she had fought tooth and nail, but I knew instinctively that she wouldn’t fight me. The fight had gone out of her.
“Keeley,” I started to say. My voice was strangled. I hadn’t meant for it to come out the way it had. I hadn’t. I would never take from her what should only be freely given. I wasn’t a good man. Not even close. But I would never do that to her.
“Keeley, stop.” I couldn’t move as she started to strip her clothes off. Her movements were jerky and angry. “Stop it.”
Her eyes fla
