Chapter 8: Our Hearts Must Take Control

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Henry's pov

I drank the last of the wine as I watched Christine walk into my bedroom. I could clearly see she did'nt want to do this but what don't you do for the people you love? I closed the door behind her slowly. She had a black robe on her body and I put my hands on her sholders and slowly let it fall at her feet. She had a black slip on her, now she is even more gorgerous. I picked her up in my arms as I took her to the bed. I imediatley went for her lips and neck. I ripped of her slip and my pants and undergarments. I took her slowly and later started going faster into my liking I think Christine liked it to. But she did'nt really look into my eyes. Of course she does'nt have to I don't really care.

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Christine's POV

Everything was dark. He did'nt see me cry. I swallowed it by trying to let out loud moans. Thankfully he bought it but I don't want him to think that I'm enjoying this. During this hole time all I thought about was Erik. I know that so long as I live, I will never forgive myself.

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