Rise Or Die Soldier
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Last published Wed, Sep 14, 2022
My father always thought that I should be raised as a soldier and not a normal girl ever since my mother died.
He has been building an army to protect what he has at the cost of me.
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I slid down the wall to the ground clutching my side.
It felt like forever but Damien eventually opened the door and stepped out in front of me with his bodyguard hovering close behind.
"What are you doing here?" He demanded.
He froze staring at me freezing outside in the middle of the night as he held up his hand to halt the bodyguard coming towards me.
He narrowed his eyes taking in the blood, bruises, and where my hand was.
"You're hurt. " he said
"It's training" I said through my teeth
"Training-" he said with rage ...
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