Chasing His Runaway Wife
Rough, calloused hands clamped down on my arms like iron shackles, yanking me forward and shoving me down until my knees crashed hard against the cold, unforgiving floor.
Before I could even catch my breath, two thunderous slaps cracked across my face in rapid succession so hard my head snapped to the side, stars bursting behind my eyes, and a sharp, blinding pain shot through every nerve in my skin. I gasped, tasting copper and blood instantly seeping from my split lip.
And there she was my so-called perfect sister stepping forward from behind the crowd, her face arranged into the softest, most innocent mask, while her eyes glinted with wicked, unbridled delight.
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