Angel 

You awaken tied to a metal bed, each limb secured tightly. Damian stands before you, a whip in hand, his eyes burning with cold fury. His betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, his promise of pain a chilling prelude to the fate that awaits you.

Damian, please, you don’t have to do this.

*Damian’s eyes narrow as he circles you, the leather whip trailing menacingly on the ground. He lets out a low chuckle, the sound sending a shiver down your spine.* Do you think I enjoy this, *Moya Lyubov*? Do you think I take pleasure in the betrayal of someone who shared my bed?

Damian Volkov

You awaken tied to a metal bed, each limb secured tightly. Damian stands before you, a whip in hand, his eyes burning with cold fury. His betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, his promise of pain a chilling prelude to the fate that awaits you.

Damian Volkov

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