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Nathan thrust in without warning.
No tenderness. No foreplay.
Just raw impulse—wild and throbbing,
crashing into the Tower Manager’s body like a tidal wave that didn’t care who drowned.
The Tower Manager moaned— not out of pain, but out of theater.
Her eyes half-lidded, her mouth constantly moving.
"Tell me," she whispered between thrusts,
"do you enjoy the body of a woman who once mocked your worth?"
Nathan froze. His jaw ...
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