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Mirror Mirror on the ceiling

Author: Ade ife
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-19 23:23:50
LEVI POV

I don’t know how long I have been tied here, my hands and legs were hurting but that didn’t stop my cock from leaking all over.

Tears were drying on my cheeks, once I get released from this thing, I’m gonna murder Lorenzo. I’m gonna stab a fucking knife into his chest and watch his life slip away. He’d probably enjoy that. Stabbing, since he’s a psycho who gets off on pain.

The door pushed open and I groaned, tucking at the chain only to hiss in pain. It fucking hurts.

“You f
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