Devil's salvation
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. "Strip"
Her breath snapped.
"What?" she whispered, stepping back until her spine hit the wall.
"Take it off," he repeated, tone unchanging.
A command, not a request.
"I gave you the chance to dress willingly. You refused."
. Crawl to me he said with his dark voice
. In order to exact revenge, he imprisons her.
. He didn't kill her that night. He could have easily. Instead, he took her.
Not as a prisoner. Not as a lover.
Something in between. Something much worse.
"I don't need your forgiveness," he told her once, voice quiet but sharp as glass. "I just need your obedience."
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