SWEET NIGHTMARE | Arch X Annie
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His Broken Doll
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Her world is turned upside down when she's auctioned to the highest bidder. The men who surround her are ruthless, but one stands out-Arch. Dark, powerful, and with a dangerous presence, he buys her, though he could have taken her by force.
To her, he's just another captor in a world of cruelty, but something about him feels different. He seems to want more than just control.
As she's pulled deeper into his world, Annie begins to question everything. Who is he really, and why does he seem to care in ways she doesn't understand?
Trapped in a game she doesn't know the rules to, Annie must navigate the growing tension between fear and something else entirely.
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Trigger Warning:
This story contains explicit content, including smut and graphic scenes. It also addresses sensitive and potentially distressing topics such as human trafficking, sexual assault, manipulation, and abuse. Please proceed with caution, as these themes may be triggering for some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
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