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"You'll be begging me to own you." I pace the space of my room, my fingers balled into fists . Begging ? I don't beg , especially not for him to touch me . The image of him between my thighs flint through my mind . I groan , my face scrunching up in anger. How can he even say that? How did I even allow him to say that ? Frustration rolls up my spine, my teeth gritting together, and my minds flows with insults I should've thrown at him . I can't go shout at him, that would show his words still affect me and besides , he'll just walk me into a corner again, he'll just push me into a trap , again. "Body , mind and soul ." Shivers run through my body, yet
