Prologue

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In the eyes of her captor she met the end. A loud crack filled the air as pain blossomed across her thigh. Thwack! Proof of her agony sketched across her ivory skin as red welts bloomed in swirls. A quick succession of attacks radiated across her nerve endings. Eyes fluttering closed, her consciousness started to fade into oblivion. As she slipped away from reality the devil softly whispered, "Persephone" and kissed his captive on her lips. 

Authors Note:

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XoXo,

Vivian

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