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Sophia's POV My legs felt like they were made of lead as I walked toward his office with each step my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. I could feel the weight of his gaze even though he wasn't there the promise of consequences hanging in the air like a storm. He definitely saw me with Marcus, that’s for sure. I reached the door my hand trembled as I pushed it open. He was standing behind his desk with his back to me his shoulders tense. The muscles in his jaw were tight his hands braced against the edge of the desk. "Close the door," he said his voice cold and sharp. I obeyed the clicking of the latch sounded like a gunshot in the silence. "Strip," he ordered. I bit my lower lip a thrill shooting through me my core was already drenched, heat pooling between my

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