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Chapter Twenty Three........The Anger Of Zarath
Dark Chapter.. possible triggers *Nelson POV* "ARZAL! COME HERE NOW!" I yelled angrily. I was beyond anger. How dare he disobey. I refuse to let her go. She is mine. I watch Arzal grit his teeth and fight my command. "I am not your slave or yours to command. Libby is mine and I am hers. I will not let you her hurt again." he clenches his fists and holds his head in his hands. The shackles are glowing brightly and are making him lose his control. "You belong to me Arzal. Since the day I kidnapped you and beat the s**t out of Evan, you have belonged to me. Did you really think that I would let you keep her. She is mine till the day she dies and even beyond that. NOW GET UP AND COME HERE NOW! OBEY YOUR MASTER!" I growled impatiently. His whole body was trembling as he fought for control. "N
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