The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. She would never, never go back. In lieu of it, he still adhered to the sleek black crop, which, throughout life, formed a distinguishing feature in his appearance. “Yes. “The Chens must already be here. “Go from me, husband!” With a flourish he brought her arms behind her and her body was slammed to the floor.
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