HIS LAST WEAKNESS ... 18 +

Wed, 01 Jul 2026 18:08:43 +0000

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"Ahhhhhhh!

What the hell is wrong with you people? Why did you bring me here?"

She looked around the old, worn-out house calmly, without a trace of fear.

"Ek minute..." ( One minute)

Her eyes landed on a pair of shoes.

"I've seen these shoes somewhere before. That tattoo on them..."

The side door opened and a man walked in.

She looked up.

"Ohhh... wait. You're that man."

Before he could say a word-

SLAP!

Her hand landed hard across his face. A thin line of blood appeared at the corner of his cheek.

She simply stared at him, expressionless.

"Now I remember."

He glanced at the faint redness on her palm before gently holding her wrist.

A small smile appeared on his face.

"Oh... and remember one thing."

His voice was calm, almost amused.

"From now on, you're mine."

His thumb brushed lightly over her reddened palm.

"That slap looked painful."

She immediately pulled her hand back and took a step away, her eyes narrowing at him.

"What the hell are you saying."

The smile on his face only widened.