Chapter 59 THE BITTER PILL OF MERCY

AVRIELLE'S POV

I pressed my forehead against the headboard of the bed, my knees pulled tightly to my chest as another violent shudder racked my frame. My skin felt like it was on fire, a heavy, throbbing heat pulsing behind my eyelids, yet my teeth wouldn't stop chattering.

"Mistress... please. Ju...

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