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CHAPTER 25
CHAINED IN a dire situation of subdue mortification, Yseah's internals were shuddering of rubicund hues- visible at her flesh. Her rosy cheeks shone scarlet specks that let her lips gape in deep rapt.
Wh-what?! Does he really meant what he just said?!..... The maiden she- wolf was situated in awestruck as no words came to spill out from her petty mouth- yet only choses to rant wildly to where I also can hear audibly; complaint by her wolf, Mildred. Ruvillous' lips exalt into a broader beam. It was least cunning compared to his erstwhile grin.Letting her Luna not to articulate anymore of her utterances, Ruvillous slithered down his hand and then intertwine his fingers to Yseah's dainty ones. Still in state of half-consciousness, Yseah had nothing left to do but gawk upon their weaved fingers."Shall we go?" Ruvillous asked, knowing that the maiden he held hands with will not provide any concrete reply. Ruvillous then leisurely dragged her steps firm toRelated chapters
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