Stolen
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Marilynn Kenneth is stolen by thieves while getting in the way of a robbery. What she thought was a mere accident turned out to be a twisted surprise, and things only go down, down, down from there...
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She sat down gingerly on the edge of the bed and he immediately seized her wrists and pinned them above her head. He picked up a pair of leather cuffs, attached them to the headboard before clasping them around her wrists. Now she couldn't get away.
"I saw the marks on your back, Marilynn." She shivered when he spoke her name.
His expression darkened drastically. "You're going to pay for that, princess," he told her. His hand crawled down her waist, making her breathing shallower.
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