Living Doll: Miku's Awakening

Living Doll: Miku's Awakening

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"What do you want with me, Louis?!" Miku yelled. "Do you think you have the right to tell me who I can have a relationship with?! He's my friend and nothing more; you have no rights to intervened. " Miku stared vigorously at Louis 's cold violet eyes. Louis has pinned her back to a wall, prevented any possible escape route. He was very angry and Miku didn't understand why. How can a man, she barely met 3 month ago, be so possessive of her? He has a fiancee, and late wife he deeply loves... "Yes, I do." Louis responded, his eyes pierced through Miku's soul. "Miku, you belong to me. Every little part of you only belong to me." Louis gently toyed at Miku's pink lips with his finger. "You're insane. I belong to Adriana. I was given to her. Not to you Louis!" Miku whispered harshly. It was true. Dollmaker gave her to Adrianna, the daughter of the man she was pinned by. Louis gave a wicked smile, and leaned next to her right ear. He gently brushed his lips onto her ear, which made Miku's body shivered. He whispered and firmly grabbed onto Miku's waist and pulled her body next to his. "You belong to me way before Adriana was even conceived..." "Your body, your heart, and soul belongs to me.... A contract you made long ago to a deadly warlock." ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ Miku Memoria is 22 year old living doll who ran away from her creator, the angelic handsome Dollmaker. After disagreeing with him about giving her away to a child, she meets a very tempered 8 years old looking little girl, Adrianna Sorcellerie, who ironically happen to be the child she was suppose to be given to and also a runaway! ■Living Doll is supposed to be a webtoon, but due to me taking a long time draw, I will also post the written version here for my fans who want earlier access of the story.
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"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

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