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Mine - Mine Her Hazel Eyes Under My Possession
Romance I hate keeping her underground in the cell. I love her so much. I gave her everything. HOW DARE SHE LEAVE ME? she is my wife. My other half.
I know she is afraid but i love killing. I love the sight when my enemy's body drain out of blood. and did everything to keep all this away from her, hidden. she is too kind to understand this.
Yet, she saw me killing my own "so called brother". she didn't even gave me a chance to explain myself.
She is still unconscious. I found her and brought her here. GOD, I missed her, i missed her soft skin, her hazel eyes, her long brown hairs, her smile. But she left me.
"wake up." i shouted pouring water on her. she opened her eyes. she is observing where she is. Cell is dark and damp, she can't see me.
"I missed you, My love." I stepped towards her. Her eyes widened in shock. She can't move. her hands are tied above her head and legs secured in chains.
I pulled her cheeks and made my way down. she still don't know that she is naked. I noticed my marks are gone. I marked her everyday leaving red marks on her skin. But now, she doesn't have one. This makes me angry. she frowned.
"what shall I do with you?" I said picking up the whip from the ground. Tears roll down her eyes after looking at the glass pieces on the end of whip. it is meant to cut the skin.
"P-p-please" she said shivering.
"Don't worry, I will go gentle on you." i said pinching her nipple. "afterall, I still have to mark you." i completed.
"No" she whispered. horrors visible in her eyes.
"Don't do this please, I will tell you everything. Give me a chance. please " she said struggling hard to break free.
I smiled.
"You need to learn my love. For your own good. Just few days, let me purify you, let me mark you." I said chuckling. I hate to see her this horrified. I need to teach her.
"MINE"
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