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Submission Isn't Weakness

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I woke with his scent still clinging to my skin.

Not cologne—no, Caelum wasn’t that cliché. It was something colder, sharper. Power wrapped in restraint. The memory of his mouth between my legs and the unbearable ache he left behind simmered under my skin like a bruise I couldn’t stop pressing.

I’d begged.

He hadn’t relented.

I hated him for it. And I wanted him more than I wanted air.

When I stepped into the hallway that morning, I felt different—like something had shifted in me. Like my body
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