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You Are Mine

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Reads 567
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Parts 5
Time 19m

"Babe, wh-what are you-"

SMACK!

"Shut the hell up! I don't want to hear you speak anymore, damn it! Just shut up!" he growled. 

I sat there whimpering on the floor with my hand caressing my stinging cheek. What was his deal? I don't understand...

Lucas turned his back and started pacing around the living room, giving occasional glances my way here and there. I just sat there in silence, scared of what he might do. 

Finally he stopped and knelt down next to me, cupping my chin in his warm hand. I winced from his touch. 

"My sweet Ashlynn, I have an extraordinary idea for the two of us." he whispered, smiling evilly. My eyes grew wide with fear.All Rights Reserved

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