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Chapter 27: Whip

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And just like yesterday, we both looked down shocked.

"Don't I?" I asked with an arrogant voice back. "I could have your fucking head for that." Samael snapped, stepping forward angrily.

But my anger overtook me and I was so mad at him. So mad at him for taking me from a world which I loved and keeping me here, that I whipped across his skin again without a care in the world.

Another deep cut on his body that matched the other one, and he looked down annoyed. He wasn't even feeling it. It didn't look like he was in any pain.

"Again." He ordered.

Now it was my turn to be taken aback.

"What?"

"Again. Do it again. Get it out of you." He commanded forcefully. This time, I obeyed. I brought the whip down once more, and the sound it made was sickening. Blood gushed from his chest.

"Again."

I lifted my whip up when someone knocked on the door. I gasped and panic raced through me. I would be dead.

"FUCK OFF!" Samael yelled, keeping his eyes on me. "But, my ki-" "FUCK. OFF. NOW." Sam
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