The gold cage
"How could you do this? How dare you lay your dirty hands on her? She is my guest! She is someone important and precious to me! And you… you just hurt her, humiliated her, and treated her roughly exactly like some kind of criminal or enemy? What is wrong with you?! Have you completely lost your mind and manners altogether?!"
He raised his hand violently, roughly grabbing my arm tightly and painfully, his fingers digging deep hard into my skin, squeezing me so painfully tight that I knew perfectly well it would definitely leave dark ugly bruises all over my skin afterwards. He pulled me roughly and violently close toward his face, his breathing heavy, hot, and aggressive against my skin.
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