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Show of power

Dylan really wasn't comfortable with the lady punishing Jasmine herself. I should be the one punishing her, she was his slave and not anyone else. He should go get her, but he hesitated for a while. Contemplative if he should or not. He was so upset with himself that he even stepped back for her for no reason.

Dylan paced inside his room while in deep thoughts. He really felt like going back to get her, but after some time of contemplating and calculating his decision, he sat down on the couch with a sigh. He should just let whatever that was bound to happen beside him wasn't going to defend his father's murderers.

Jasmine was sweaty badly, her palms rubbing together in fear as she knelt down in front of the lady who stood tall and glared at her vulnerable state.

“So you are under my control now,” she tilted her head to the side and scanned her. “I wonder what to do with you,” she said, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

“Maybe I should tell the guards to tie you under the hot sun. No, t
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