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Scarlet
Kyro’s eyes are fixed on mine. He won’t let go of my eyes, holds them hostage. For someone who was tortured for hours he seems oddly cheerful.
He’s always like that—odd.
His hands don’t leave my body. It’s late, but he’s peering into me the way he does. It’s stripping, but even bare he’s ...
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