Calculated Hatred

The crisp ripping sound of fabric tearing sounded in the silent warehouse.

Clara felt a chill. She subconsciously wanted to reach out to block her chest, but Luther grabbed her wrist tightly.

"You've been played by Declan for four years. Why are you still pretending to be a chaste woman?" Luther asked.

With that, Luther lowered his head and buried it in her collarbone, biting her fiercely.

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