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She tried to run, but to no availSir Vioncent was as fast as he was wily. And Cassandra was no match for a man who, despite his dissipated state, was as strong as an ox.As she struggled in his grip, resulsion in her eyes, he grated, "Do you truly think to treat me with disdain? By tomorrow, madam, you will crawl to me, I promise you!"Cassandra gasped in horror at the thought of complying with his wishes. But as his mouth closed over hers, she feared her dreadful fate was sealed.