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The Decorations

It was dawn time almost and I was beyond tired.

I wasn't allowed to even clean the sweat on my forehead as everyone kept screaming orders.

They was intentionally giving me the work of their share.

As a part of this stupid punishment.

And I couldn't say no, in the fear of another punishment.

My  legs were literally wobbling and my stomach protesting.

The acid was building up and I can feel a sharp pain in the corner of my stomach. Ignoring it, I sigh.

Picking up the rose petals basket.To only hear snickering behind me.

"Aww is the slu* preparing the room for the king and Queen's consummation? So sad. "

"Being used and throw out like garbage."

I look back to see Bailey, and take a deep breath. Ignore her Thora. She is plain stupid and is trying to get on your nerves.

"Look at her face girls. I really pity her mate. To be mated to a whor* like her...a used and ugly girl ."

I clench my fists, not

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norma berry
why do the "men" in these books always seem to think they are entitled without say just because of the mate bond?
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Akanksha Agarwal
Oh god this is rape
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Anne Thompson
you do like to make suffer. the poor girl can't even catch a break.
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