The Bride of a Viking
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Last published Fri, Jan 19, 2024
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Sexual assault
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Highest Ranking: #4 in Betrothed. #7 in Viking
"I told you not to move," the brute said as he turned back to her. His face was blazing as he took her in. She had disobeyed his order.
The brute took several long strides before kneeling beside her. Aila tried to bat away his hands as they reached for her. He wrapped one fist around both of her wrists to stop her from hitting him. "Nay!" He demanded.
Another figure moved closer. A brute with short black hair and harsh jawbones. He was broad shouldered- not quite as burly as the first man- and muscular. He wore similar clothes but of darker colors.
"She is a pretty one," he said with a devilish smile that didn't quite meet his eyes. He walked through the grass, his boots thudding loudly. "You planning to share?"
"Nay!" The brute holding her said with such force. She shuddered at the authority he used. "She is mine!"
"No," she protested with a hoarse voice.
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