His Slave

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Natalie POV Five seconds…Five! That was how long he'd seen me and given me a hickey. All based on how I was dressed! I saw the hunger and jealousy flicker on his face, but there was no reason to do that again! Last night hadn't disappeared yet either! Thankfully, Jacob and Lydia both were turned away. They were engrossed in whatever conversation they were having. I'd thought maybe they hadn't witnessed it. One snarky comment from Lydia about not giving up proved me wrong. Anyway, if anyone should have been worried, it was me! Trevor wore no shirt, displaying his ripped chest and muscles. The pants he wore were loose near the waist. Any woman could rip the thin rope off and take what's mine! I should be making a deal with him, so he wears my aura mixed with his. My mark should be working

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