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Chapter 60 | No right to lie

Hello babees,

just wanted to dicuss something first before you head on to the good stuff haha.

So, I got this one comment on my profile about how I don't know the difference between 'dark romance' and 'rape' and that I'm really sick.

Truth be told I was laughing like an idiot for at least 5minutes when reading that. I think it's pretty funny cause I don't remember writting one single rape scene in my book (although there is a lot of abuse and sexual harrassment). So ofc I tried to explain this and told the person that not all dark romance books are fake dark romance where vanilla chapters happen right after the fifth chapter and the most awful thing a man does is raise his voice at the girl... guess we have different opinions on what dark romance is.

On the other hand, there are many books on Wattpad that are worse than mine (incest rape, slavery, prostitution etc..).

Anyway, I just wanted to say that my book is the way it is. Yes, it's dark and perhaps it's one of the more dark ones, but that's why I put all sorts of warnings in book's description. They aren't there for nothing.

So please, if someone feels like they can't handle/don't like this stuff they can just stop reading and don't comment stuff like that cause it's pointless.

And yes, I probably am a bit sick to write this but so are my fabulous readers who actually enjoy real dark romance.

Now, enjoy this chapter!

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Vasily's grip tightens on my wrist, and a sharp pain shoots through my arm. I try to pull away, but it's useless. My heart hammers in my chest, and all I can hear is the blood rushing in my ears.

"I-I wasn't thinking, I swear," I manage to choke out, but my words only seem to amuse him. His lips twist into a sinister grin, and I can feel the bile rising in my throat.

"Well, that's too bad, isn't it, whore?" His voice drips with mockery. "You thought you were so clever that night... it's my duty to fuck you back into your place." He steps closer, his body pressing me further against the wall. His breath is rancid, suffocating. I can't breathe.

W-what.. fuck me?

"I-I didn't m-mean it like that," I stammer my voice shaking, but even I know that nothing I say will matter.

He chuckles darkly, his black eyes narrowing on me as if he's savoring every ounce of my fear. "Oh, I think you fucking did."

I feel his fingers slide up my arm, and the disgust churns in my stomach. I can't stand the feel of his hands on me. I want to throw up.

I've never felt this way with Demetrios. His touch, as cruel as it can be, never made my skin crawl like this. Never made me want to disappear into the floor. Demetrios is a monster, I know that, but his presence... it's different. lt's wrong to admit it, but with him, it was never this. It never made me sick.

But Vasily? He's a different kind of vile.

He moves his hand to my chin, gripping it roughly and forcing me to look at him. "Looks like whore isn't so fucking tough anymore, hm?" he sneers, leaning in close, his hot breath against my face. "Where's that little fire you had?"

I can't think. My mind is spinning in panic, trying to find a way out, but there's no escape. His body is too close, his presence overwhelming. I can't stand it. I can't stand him.

I need to remind him why he hasn't got the guts to rape me before. I need him to remember the fear he felt.

"Please, let me go," I whisper, my voice barely a breath. "Y-you're risking it. Dim-"