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Chapter Seventeen

Author: Itohan
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-10 07:50:05

Lucian's POV

The instant I shut the bathroom door, her tear-streaked face flashed back into my thoughts. Every day, it doesn't matter to me how one cries; in fact, I would do things to make those tears flow even more. People labeled me a sadist, but the reality is, I’m even worse than that.

No one was there for me when I showed empathy, so now that I've become this way, why should I care? I have experienced far more intense situations, particularly with women, binding them, using a whip while fucking them from behind, their cries resonating like a captivating melody to me. Soothing me gently, right up until they passed out.

But Jules was unique…

Her cries felt like a rusted metal pressing against my chest; I never found it amusing, no matter how hard I tried. I didn’t really enjoy listening to that; I need to change it up. I stayed away from the place where she cried, to protect myself from falling apart. I still have a lot of things to clear out before I can get what I want.

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