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CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
CHARLOTTE’s POV. The room was so cold and with the thin clothes I was wearing, it was cutting deep into my bones. I don’t even know what I ever did to Adonis to deserve this kind of a treatment from him. We never met before and when we did, he wanted to end my life like we had a long term feud. At times like this, i actually miss my modiste Alice. She would have brought me a thick shawl to cover my body. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the wall as tears welled up in my eyes, I miss my home and my family so much. I can’t help but wonder what father would be thinking about me now, the way Adonis ravaged my whole body in front of him. Even if it was disrespectful to the old man, I still enjoyed the pain he inflicted on me. Call me silly or mad but i actually loved it. My thoughts
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