8. Unknown
Eight
Unknown
Iwrapped the rope around my fist, feeling the sting of pain as the surrounding skin turned red and raw.
This was my chance. She was away from her sister for hours with that other woman.
I could have taken her, but I was entranced.
There was nothing little about her anymore.
She had luscious legs, and huggable curves, and a body that was waiting and begging just for me.
Her lips were plump and full, ready to scream my name, not that whore’s.
I should kill the whore first, but I needed her to make my plans work.
I thought back to my obsession. I would have her soon, but not yet. She would be mine.
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