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Chapter 15: You Can’t Fuck Someone You Hate

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last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-02-16 15:23:26

Richard’s POV

The walls take the bullet, not her. Never her.

But Lana doesn’t know that. Not in the moment. Her whole body flinches, and her hands trembles as she presses herself further against the wall. Her breathing is ragged, and her chest is rising and falling like she can’t get enough air.

Then the tears come, slipping down her cheeks, and I know, I fucking know she thinks I almost killed her and I don’t like it. Not the tears, not the way she shakes, not the way her lips tremble when she whispers, "Please don’t shoot again. I’ll dance, I’ll dance for you."

A part of me is sickened by it. I don’t want her to do it because she’s scared. I want her to do it because she wants to, because she craves my attention, my control. But this isn’t what I wanted.

I drag a hand over my face, rubbing my temples. "Stop crying, Lana."

But she doesn’t. Her whimpers bothers me and I hate that it does. I step towards her, and she flinches. That makes me stop. Not because I’m afraid of what I’ll
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