His Terms, My Surrender
I growled, my voice low and dangerous, "I swear, you'll regret it."
Her tears intensified, her body shaking with sobs. "I... I thought you loved me," she choked out, her voice barely a whisper.
I let out a harsh, bitter laugh. "Love?" I scoffed, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, darling, you truly are naive. Did you really think those pretty words meant anything? That this," I gestured to the room, to her naked form, "was love? Please. You're more useful to me as a plaything than a partner."
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