Without taking her eyes off him, she approached the young man, her hand still holding the katana blade firmly. With determination, she traced a deep cut from cheek to cheek on the young man's face, replicating the same act of mutilation that her husband had inflicted on her centuries ago.
The young man, stunned by the sudden pain, let out a muffled groan as blood flowed from the freshly inflicted wound. The masked woman watched him with a mix of triumph and defiance, her eyes shining with fierce intensity.She whispered with a firm and dominant voice, her tone filled with a powerful sense of possession.
"You look so good now that you are completely like me."
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Masked Seduction
Fanfiction"In the shadowy alleyways of a city shrouded in myths and legends, it's rumored that a terrifying figure lurks in the darkness: the Kushisake Onna. With her mask and thirst for blood, she hunts those who cross her path. But when her eyes land on an...
