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33. Her Punishment

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My breath hitched. My blood ran cold. My body shivered, and my face turned pale.

"What are you talking about, Nikolai?" I managed to say.

I hated the way my voice trembled. I slightly tugged on the handcuffs but it was of no use. My wrists were locked.

And my legs?

They were still trapped under the merciless grip of this devil.

Nikolai’s gaze darkened as he studied me, his fingers tightening ever so slightly around my ankle.

"You know very well what I am talking about!" He murmured.

Once again, he started massaging my foot. His actions contrasted with his wild eyes. I knew that one wrong word from my mouth and he would break my foot without thinking twice.

"Antonio enjoyed touching what’s mine." His grip hardened.

A sharp yelp escaped my lips as pain shot through my ankle.

"Don’t you think he deserves to die?"

Panic surged in my veins like wildfire.

"Nikolai, please—"

Before I could finish, his phone rang.

Keeping his hold tight on my foot with one hand, he reached into his pock
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Ohhh Nikolai... What a steamy ending for the chapter
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