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A Conspiracy In The Making

He gripped her hand and slowly pulled her down into his lap. She didn't fight as she knew the consequences would only hurt her. She just kept her head low as he wound his arm around her delicate waist and pulled her closer to his chest. 

He gently brushed the locks away from her forehead, exposing her bruise. He let his palm lay on her warm cheek. 

"Does it still hurt?" he asked softly, studying her injury.  

"No..not much," she answered meekly, playing with her fingers in her own lap. He narrowed his eyes at her bandage in deep concentration.

" I'll get you an ointment. Apply it on your bruise. It will make the scar disappear," his thumb gently caressed&nb

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