The Price of disobedience⛓
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Lexie felt it as her blood ran cold and her throat got dry. He was standing in front of her now, his expressionless eyes assessing the nakedness of her body with intensity. She didn't know what he was thinking or what he was planning to do, but she was sure it was going to be something cruel.
Zheme on the other hand was certain of the wickedness in his plan. He knew what he had to do in order to gain submission.
The beatings won't work, so this method will have to do.
He stepped closer to the bed, relishing in the augmenting fear that lived in Lexie's eyes. It was so enthralling and endearing to him: her glossy eyes, her quivering lips and her trembling body, it all made him feel superior, it somehow aroused him.