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Chapter Twenty Seven

It felt surreal. After so long, he had her all to himself. The Scythian carried an unconscious Lizzy over the threshold and into the bathroom. He laid her in the bath, then stripped off her soiled skirt and underwear. 

She looked like a limp porcelain doll. Dried blood and bruises marked her skin and he traced a hand over the damage. He’d caused that. The thought thrilled him, and he felt himself stir. In their future together, he’d be the only one marking her, for however long that may be. He injected her with another sedative, wanting time to admire his new acquisition. 

Then he stood and stretched his back before turning to the mirror. He looked like a scary-as-shit mother. Who knew this was what he’d become. His childish dreams as a kid never amounted to anything this spectacular. The scariest human on the planet.

Getting to this point hadn’t been easy. It was hard work, developing such a terrifying brand. People walked arou

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