Loving Alpha Darkness.
The rain has stoped now, yet Vanilla's appearance had distorted, her cloth was dirty, clinging to her body like a lifeline, her hair had turn brown, and hear face was both tear stricken and covered with dirt.
But this time, she didn't beg like before, just looking at Derrick alone, she knew he was the type who enjoyed it when his preys begged, and Vanilla was never the type to give bastards like him the satisfaction they wanted. Seeing her defiant and calm face, Derrick smirked, his hand moved, touching her as if touching a property, he grabbed her neck and pulled her closer, sniffing her neck. “You smell like him.” He stated. “Like Darkness.” Venom dripped in his word. “I never knew he enjo
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