By My Hand
- LECTURAS 50
- Votos 6
- Partes 8
The blood in her veins burns. Her face in the mirror is beauty beyond humanity."My Lady,,the guests have already arrived.""Thank you Lolita ." The door is lightly closed behind her . She takes in a sharp breathe and look herself in the mirror. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine herself in such a position ....
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