THE DEVIL'S PET

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ge a different story to cover up my tracks. A smile crept up my lips knowing Andrew Colton would be manic seeing the death of his wife on the news. I drop my phon

ated, she went to her room to go change. Yes, she had her own room, if I wanted her to amuse me I would simply call fo

I had ordered her not to put on any undergarments. Her bare nipples hardened against the l

o your liking?" She mouthed with those small lips of hers, the same lips I wanted to defile till they were stained in her blood. "Better you look more presentab

. "I'll drive you to work tommorow, after that you'll have a personal driver that would be reporting me about your whereabouts. I'll be leaving the county in a matter of months so I want you getting used to your schedule." I lo

from her. "He was raped by his family doctors." Not one, not two, three damn doctors. The last one that raped him was when he was 19 and he brutally murdered the woman.

elf under me but the bastard has has a fever for the past two

ked her to go and die in the frontlines. "No." She slurs the word longer than she should have

clamp tightly on my forearm. My eyes went straight to her eyes, clouded with unsureness. I gave her time to

h compared to a stroke but it felt odd hearing those words. Especially how sincere she worded them, even though I put her in a situation that should infact motivate her to hate me. My hands move to her chin, I tilt it towards my gaze. "That's an interesting way of saying you want me to fuck you on this damn table." She slapped my hand away, her chair scraping against the floor