Pride
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"Please... Please I need you! Oh.. Daddy, please!!"
"Be quiet, Girl. You'll take what I give you when I give it to you, and you will not speak until I say so. Do I make myself clear?"
"Y-Yes..."
"Yes who?!"
"Yes, Sir!"
"Chaphirah. You will never forget yourself like that again, and I'll make sure of it."
"Y-yes, Sir."
Strong. Independent. Powerful. Intelligent.... Her intimidating nature may be daunting if you aren't personally aquainted, regardless of the smile she consistently adorns. Her exterior glows with the passion and romance she holds within. She is Lavi.
Chaphirah: A beautifully fierce woman. Pride and humility are two of the most prominent of her admirable characteristics. Her inner desires gleam in her eyes and hide in her smile, only to be recognized by those who share the same.
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