22.|| Anger: Castriel’s Plaything?

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Amelia’s POV My legs were still shaky and my p***y still felt swollen and sore but the last thing I needed was to wake up and see Castriel outside while I’m going around doing my chores. I don’t have enough patience to deal with him so when the head maid requested for someone to go to the grocery store, I quickly volunteered. ‘I would have remained in bed if I knew it was going to be this difficult to walk.’ I muttered to myself as I got back into the car and the pain between my legs surged through me. If only I wasn’t in the car with the chauffeur, I would have probably rubbed my cunt or something but now I just have to wait for it to heal. Getting back from the store, I couldn’t help but notice that everyone was being weird to me, they stared at me like it was my first time here and

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