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CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE

Diana 

HIS LIPS CURLED into a dark smirk as he stared down at her. Diana's eyes widened, realizing the gravity of her actions. But she would not apologise, never. 

"Did that hurt?" She asked sarcastically. "Well, it should because you deserve even more than that." 

He did nothing, his grin only expanding. "I will break you, Diana, and mould you to be my perfect queen." 

His reply was calm and straightforward, leaving her speechless. Diana did not have the time to dwell on it when she felt the most excruciating pain she had ever felt in her life. 

It felt like hot molten lava was poured on her neck. She immediately began squirming, to free herself and get away from the source of the pain, but her limbs were pinned down. 

His fangs were embedded deep into her neck, causing white-hot pain to flow through her. 

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