Wickedly Twisted
Freya was a lot of things—clever, beautiful, outgoing, a bit of a troublemaker, good at heart—but she was not an addict, and the world's a darker, more terrible place without her in it.
"You can insult me all you want for now, but once you're my wife, I will not tolerate that sort of behavior. You will learn to bow your head and do as you're told, or I will happily break your toes and bruise your body until you learn." He leans in, showing teeth. "Or maybe I'll shove some pills down your fat gullet, just like Freya." He holds my gaze for an agonizing second. I want to scream in his face, but I'm petrified. "Get yourself together. It's pathetic. Be downstairs in ten minutes or I really will d
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