bini
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Chapter 3. “What did you just say? Den Frow is what now?” Den’s going to supervise me? No way. No damn way. Our bad blood is on a level one can’t even imagine. Trying to explain our relationship would take an entire night and I’d still run out of time. Especially the three years I spent being hunted by him. The absolute worst years of my life. All because I clocked him in the back of the head and ran. Just hearing Den Frow’s name sends shivers down my spine and now he’s going to…-
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Chapter 2. I sat in the back seat of a matte-black armored vehicle, hands cuffed. Didn’t I just get released? The court ordered community service so why the hell am I riding in something that looks like a police transport? I had a ton of questions, but the expressions on the staff who came to pick me up were so dead serious that I just got in the car without putting up a fight. And it’s not because I’m scared of the Heroes Company agents. Sure, they’ve chased me more times than I can…
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Chapter 1. Noon at Decon Prison. Sunlight poured in through a palm-sized window. This was the brightest time of day. At this drowsy hour, heavy footsteps echoed through the narrow corridor. As bored inmates peeked out, a guard slammed the iron doors shut. Bang! Bang! The sound cracked through the air like an explosion. “Did I say you could talk?! You damn pigs!!” That greasy, grating voice could only belong to one person. It was George, the pot-bellied guard. What’s gotten him so…
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Chapter 4. It was a futile escape from reality. My tattered clothes, the dull pain coursing through my body, and especially the stinging ache between my legs, as if something had been torn… They all screamed at me to accept the truth. My cheek stung as tears rolled down it—salty drops meeting a scratch from the dusty floor. It felt like the sensations from when my body was being jolted by the man’s thrusts were coming back to life. Stifling a sob, I forced myself to sit up. The plastic sheet…-
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Chapter 3. “While I was chasing you, Miss Sick Bastard, I thought about it. I think it’s better to live in the mountains with two people than alone. And a woman is better than a man. A woman has one more hole for me to put my dick in.” The man, with his bushy beard that seemed to match a taciturn personality, talked a lot. Really a lot. So much that I wanted to burn his mouth shut with fire for all the nonsense he was spouting about dicks and holes. “Of course, that might not work out for…
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Chapter 2. He was right. The man was big, armed, and clearly strong. I wouldn’t be able to fight him. If he decided to kill me and take everything my family had built, there would be nothing I could do. Every instinct in me screamed to run—to turn and flee for my life from this man who looked like he could kill me with one hand. But I forced myself to ignore the fear telling me I might die. There was a gun at the cabin I mentioned, the one my uncle used for hunting—but the bullets were inside…
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Chapter 1. The Plague—or the Black Death. It’s the name of the disease that led the world to ruin decades before I was born. According to my fathers, a great war broke out over the cure for that disease, and that war is what left the world in the state it is now. Before the Great War, they say there used to be things called nations, and governments that ruled them. There were medical technologies that could treat and even cure most illnesses, and cutting-edge technology that allowed people…
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Chapter 47. Banquet of the Count Piace Sensing the crisis, she shattered the crystal in her bracelet, and smoke billowed out. It enveloped her own body, allowing her to warp back to this place. Her running steps became increasingly heavy. Due to lack of exercise, her breathing gradually rose to her chin. She felt as if someone was following her, so she kept looking behind her. She didn't know how far she had gone, but from a distance, the silhouette of a figure holding a horse's reins caught her…-
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Chapter 46. Banquet of the Count Piace Her eyes were shining brightly at his rough thrust. She doesn't know how many times she has already came in a short time. Something that had been tickling all the time was sinking and exploding. "Huhhgh, ahhk! Ah, ahk! Hahhgg!" Her waist was shaking and she shook her hips without realizing it. His penis felt bigger and a hot liquid was spreading in the depths. Lepierre sobbed, feeling the tightening walls as if cutting off his penis. "It's hot... It's hot...…
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Chapter 20. A Suffocatingly Narrow Hole This time, Milan, the head maid, approached Girion. While Bonida had been away, Milan had been busy, and the shadows under her eyes made him feel a slight pang of guilt. However, he didn’t show it, keeping his expression calm as he observed her. "All the outfits are ready. Where should I move them?" "Take them to the room where the interior was just finished." "…You mean the Duchess' room?" "Yes. And tell the staff not to disturb Bonida in the…-
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