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"It's best not to fight me, I have my ways of making you obey, and you won't like them. I finally found you, and I'm not letting you go." He smiled down at me, as I struggled in the ropes rubbing into the skin of my wrist. I glared at him. "Let me out of these- jerk!" Lame, I know, but I was too scared and frustrated to clear my mind and think of a better comeback. "Jerk? Oh dear, is that really all you can think of? Or are you just being polite?" He smirked, probably at the fact that I was now looking like I wanted to kill him. Which I did. I wiggled around in my restraints again, but the chair, (more like a throne with how short I am), didn't budge. Leaving my sore wrist throbbing even more. I slumped in my chair, trying to keep the tears from falling from my eyes. He crouched to my eye level, obviously not fazed by my 'moodswings' as he liked to call them. "Don't worry dear, I will make you into the most deadliest weapon imaginable. You'll be my deadly weapon. Heir to the throne." "I'll never be your 'heir' or whatever that is. And weapon? What a joke, I would never hurt someone for you, much less kill!" I snarled up at him. He merely smiled at me like I was the most adorable thing on earth. "Not yet little one. You have yet to break, but worry not my love," He lowered his mouth next to my ear, my face paling at his next words. "We have all the time in the world." --------------- Please excuse any grammar mistakes I may have, I try my best to go over my chapters and fix all of them, but I may miss a few. Also I am young so please go easy on me🥺 And, please, try to not curse in the comments. And finally, no rude or offending comments. If you do not like the chapter/book then get off, no one's stopping you. Thank you! And Enjoy, Cookies!❤️🩹🍪
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