His Bloodstained Bride
His hands reach for me, his gaze fixed on my body like I exist for his pleasure.
I pretend to give in, lowering myself toward him as he lies back.
His fingers tilt my chin, bringing my lips toward his.
That’s all it takes.
In one swift motion, I grab my dagger hidden by the lampstand and drived it deep into his throat
The moment the blade sank into his throat, he jolted up, eyes wide with shock. Panic set in as he stumbled toward the door, clutching his bleeding neck.
Pathetic man.
I moved fast, grabbing his arm before he could reach the handle. My grip tightened as I whispered, “You’re going nowhere.”
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