ANGELO
Three days with my sweet angel locked in a room, and I hadn’t been able to touch her, not even to soothe her nightmares, until now. It’d take a hell of a lot longer to truly train her, to make her total submission instinctive rather than something she did in return for what she wanted. Even now, as I led her out of the room we’d locked her in, I could see resistance in her stiff shoulders, the frown of her lush lips.




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