A/n: You can skip this, if you're not comfortable. But I know babygirl, you're here for this only. π
Well it's going to be paid after 24 hrs. Cuz I can't bear the deletion of my chapter on which I worked harder than the whole plot.
Raahi's wrists burned where the rope had sawed into her skinβnot tight enough to break the surface, just enough to leave angry pink lines. Samarβno, *not* Samarβtraced one with the tip of a hunting knife, his breath hot against her ear. "Tell me you don't want this," he murmured, "and I'll stop."







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