Persephone: Leonidas' Domina
As soon as she was in, she held unto a raft, trying to regulate her breathing.
Control!
She stared at her shaking hands, knowing that this was her body's own way of interfering with whatever he was doing to her.
For someone who had decided to make this strictly business, her heart was raging against the prison she had kept it.
Minutes later, she laid on their bed with a book in her hand.
The first time Leonidas had seen it, he had asked questions.
"What are those?"
"Books."
"What are books?"
"It is a thing of the Old world. It is more or less a collection of scrolls in this time except all this.... Scrolls, have a purpose."
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