Elara's cheek burned with searing pain, but worse than the physical ache were Damien's words cutting through her like knives.The slap had left her face swollen and red, but the humiliation hurt far more than any physical blow.She abandoned all dignity, all pretense of being a refined lady. She crawled on hands and knees across the expensive carpet to clutch desperately at Damien's legs.Tears and snot streamed down her face as she begged like a drowning woman."Damien, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! Please, don't make me leave, don't throw me away!"Her voice was raw with desperation."Just let me stay by your side - I'll do anything you ask! I'll be your servant, clean your house, cook your meals!"She pressed her face against his legs, sobbing."I can do anything you want! Just don't abandon me!"Damien looked down at her pathetic form, his eyes full of cold mockery. There wasn't a trace of the warmth that used to fill his gaze when he looked at her."Stay by my sid
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