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CHAPTER THIRTY: HAPPY DEATHDAY
Natasha was fast asleep as she stood erect, hands tied behind the pole. T-Murek trudged towards her. He couldn’t contain his excitement. And reaching her, he threw his fist to her face, and it collided with her nose.
Natasha came awake with a sharp cry. Her eyes were dark, cupped by fleshy pouches and radiating fear. Her lips appeared swollen, and blood dripped from her nose. She looked up at T-Murek with dread. Her entire body quivered at the mere sight of him.
Natasha noticed she was standing naked before him and moved her hands to cover her nakedness, but found that they were tied behind the pole. Sweat broke on her brows as she struggled with all her might, letting out scared whimpers. But the rope would not give. Her wrists were hurting from the struggle.
Closing in on her, T-Murek cupped her jaw and spoke to her face. “I’m not going to lie, this is going to be a really bad day for you, sweetheart.” His playful tone concealed a lethal truth.
Nata
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