The moment she held the knife, Raavi felt the utmost control that she’s been craving for. With Abrielle on the bed, naked and looking at her as if he’s pleading, she could really feel the dominance and his willingness. She moved the knife, seeing it glint as the light reflects on it, also her reflection. With her veil parted slightly, exposing her lips, but covering her eyes and nose, she looked disheveled and lost, but upon looking down at her body, she would appear a temptress, something completely irresistible. She slowly made her way to Abrielle, and when she got to the bed, she crawled her way up to him, leaning close to his face while she plays with the blade on his skin, passing it to him in a slow manner.
“Where would want me to slice?” she whispered. “Here?” Pointing the tip of t
