Chapter 18 18. Anne - Collared

My throat burns like I’ve swallowed broken glass, throbbing every time I swallow, a reminder of how Dimitri used me—like a hole to fuck, not a person. This is all I am to him–someone he can fuck and use any time he wants. I should get used to this, but I don’t think I can.

I must find a way to escap...

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