Caitlin Johnson

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He cups my face, his large hands softly touching my flushed cheeks. “Talk to me, doll face. What happened…who did this to you?” Wetness pools between my shaking legs, soaking my underwear, and I stare into his blue eyes, getting lost in the depths of what I’ve always known to be hell.
Madness (L.O.R.D.S., #6)
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