You know that I'm the human servant to Jean-Claude, Master of the City, right? He nodded, eyes uncertain, as if this was not the start of the conversation he'd expected. It left me breathless, helpless, staring up at him, my body already moist and ready for him. Very careful. Graham was still in his serious bodyguard mode, so he eased under the blanket, as if I'd bite.
She just looked at me. Of course, if she'd tried to boss me around, I wouldn't have tolerated it. He said the last word like it was curse. Still woefully short, but thick and heavy, and just .
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