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Chapter 65: Loath

Author: MharHumma
last update Last Updated: 2023-03-12 22:36:20
"Doll..." he uttered as he tried to hold her face. There was a panic rising in his eyes as he looked down at her.

She avoided his touch as if it was a virus that burns her skin. She looked at him emotionlessly. "Don't touch me..."

"Alright..." He swallowed. Looking down at her reddened face, he blamed himself for letting his demon get the best of him. He might be a monster, but hurting women isn't his thing. He might be angry at her but he shouldn't have done what he had done.

Regret flooded through his features.

She lifted her shaking hand to cup her cheek where he slapped her. It stung, and every stinging sensation she felt was a realisation that hit her. A decision had come to her mind.

She's not going to let him hit her again.

All her life, she was never treated this way. Even though her father had locked her up and didn't allow her to explore the world, he provided her everything that she wanted. He gave her a castle like a princess from the fairytale, and she wasn't ever hit.

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I'm extra busy these days because I'm going to join a pageant againđŸ„č so sorry for the short chapters guys. I will do better next time

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