Her Light To His Dark
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She runs through the forest, the footsteps getting closer. Before she can move out of the way she's pinned to a tree.
"Stop trying to run princess, your mine and only mine. Understood?"
The sheer dominance that this man had was enough to make anyone's knees weak, but she has to stay strong and find a way out... or at least that's what she keeps telling herself.
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