Revenge: the Abandoned Queen

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ill held captive by Marco. The terrifying flesh stick was

pen wide, revealing a pitiful, pale flower hole that was continuously being pounded

her torn dress piled up around her waist a

ed as her previously swollen n

n her waist, pressing against her tend

ghness. Willette felt like a shipwreck in the ocean, sometime

th the sounds of flesh slapping against fl

ere no other sounds in

ster was

ld just say a word to comfort her, even just half

e just

as like that

. Her consciousness was not clear enoug

e her, the poisonous flames licking her internal organs, burni

t Marco's chest with her hands, but that on

hand raised uncontrollably a

Sm

the slap was pa

to the side, his chee

, and laughed silently. His dark golden pupils were fixed o

u, you lit

e lifted Willette up, took a few steps forward, a

tick plunged into Willette's bo

, too deep

ize the jumbled information in her min

crazier resistance. Marco's eyes were slightly red, several stran

wrists and pressed them against the glass window. He also hel

ang, and fine milky-white splashe

inside, this scene

r watched h

as pressed against the glass, and the outline of her shoulder blades

waist trembled unconsciously, and even

g against the transparent glass, and sweat and

early a one-s

perspective, it looked

a deep, icy black gaze surf

s on the chair gradually tightened, and th