Devil Whisperer: Tainted soul
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- Chapitres 3
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Dernière publication sam., mars 4, 2023
--Her pain and anger were like honey to me - sweet and satisfying. I stroked her fury, and in return, she gave me control. Together, we will make our enemies suffer, but she will pay the ultimate price.--
The darkness that had always lurked within her grew stronger with each blow, and soon, the Demon of hate took over her entire being. Now, she must work alongside her captor to fulfill his twisted desires, or risk losing everything she has left. Can she find a way to break free from his grasp, or will she be forever chained to his will?
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