He's My Beast (ON HOLD)
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  • Reads 95,590
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  • Parts 18
  • Time 2h 7m
Ongoing, First published Feb 21, 2015
Mature
"I spared his life, now you work for me, little one. That's final. If you leave my property, I'll show you what it really means to be a slave. Understand me?"

"Yes"

"Yes what?"

"Yes, sir"

***

Anastasia has never had a decent meal, never even been outside for more then five minutes, and has never been shown kindness. Why should this master be any different? 

Slaves were never to be treated fairly.

Throughout the years shes learned to just live with it, fusing an impenetrable steel wall.

But when she comes into the hands of a true royal, all those regards come crumbling.

Will she manage to free him from his harsh reality, or will he destroy everything she's ever known?

[Based off the fantastic Disney movie Beauty and the Beast]
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