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... llonia, who lay pinned beneath Teuila’s foot, pressed firmly against her chest and blade at her throat.
His gaze locked onto the pink-haired woman, and a weak but dark smile spread across his face. As he stopped before her, his voice, hoarse but laced with venom, cut through the tension.
’’You thought this was the end?’’ he rasped. ’’Me and my harem, we’ll make sure you suffer for years to come. Death won’t be an option, no matter how much you beg for it.’’
When Apollonia ...
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