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Psychotic Torture

JULIETTE

Heading back to my room, I adjusted the shoulder strap of my dress, but the zipper stubbornly stuck halfway despite my attempts to pull it up.

I tried not to stick my mind on the words Darius had whispered into my ear, but it didn't matter how hard I tried, my body was still tingling from his touch and his words, which were playing on repeat.

*Neither do I…*

Darius asked me to leave after his strange confession. He was in such a hurry that he grabbed my arm and led me out ...

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