Reaper13
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  • LECTURAS 58
  • Votos 0
  • Partes 16
  • Hora 1h 53m
Concluida, Has publicado ene 03, 2018
min första och exakta skapelse. lade ner mycket tid på honom! 
Reaper 13, från att vara en kallblodig yrkesmördare till att bli ett hemskt monster. 
vägen är lång och bråkig för honom. blod, svett och tårar.
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"Kapde utar," he said coldly. ["Strip"] Dhimahi's hands shook as she reached for her dupatta. There was no point resisting. She knew it. But she was too slow. Trayambak stormed towards her, ripped her kurti, and forced her down to her knees. "Muh khol." ["Open your mouth"] She looked up at him, her eyes full of fear, pleading silently. "Mere paas duniya bhar ka samay nahi hai, muh khol, warna mujhe aur bhi tareeke aate hai," he snapped, grabbing her hair again with one hand and slapping her lightly with the other. ["I don't have all the time in the world- open your mouth, or I know other ways to make you,"] She was empty now. Her tears kept falling, but she didn't fight. She couldn't. Like always, she did what she was told. Because Trayambak wasn't a husband. He was a monster. And she was trapped.