Abaddon’s Girl
A lone cabin sat nestled among the trees, dim light flickering through the window.
I swallowed hard.
Something felt off.
But my feet moved before my brain could stop them.
The closer I got, the louder the sounds became.
Ragged breathing. A low, guttural groan.
A moan.
My chest tightened. No.
I reached the window, peering inside.
And my world shattered.
Abaddon sat in a chair, his head tilted back, eyes dark and lidded with pleasure.
Kiwor stood by the corner, watching.
And in front of him—
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