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The Punishment 1

Author: Moon Pen Charity
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Chapter Twenty-two

Enzo

Rain had defied me again. She disobeyed me.

And I fucking hated being disobeyed.

How many times would it take for her to understand that? How many times would she have to be reminded that my words weren’t open for discussion? They weren’t requests. They weren’t suggestions. They were commands. And when I gave a command, she had no choice but to obey.

She needed to be taught, not just told. She needed to be punished, not just warned. She needed to be shown her place, not just reminded of it.

Because of her, I got stabbed.

And that bastard—Blade. If this had been a real fight, man to man, without Rain’s safety at stake, I would have shown him exactly what I’d been waiting years to do. I would have ripped his eyes from their sockets and left him as blind as I was. Then, I would have killed him the same way he killed my father.

A blind man. That’s what he called me. That despicable, arrogant fool thought blindness made me weak. He had no idea. I may not see like he
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