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Octavia could feel all the blood draining from her body. Her legs grew so cold and shook slightly as he turned away from her, walking back to the table.

Good lord! He was really gonna do it? Even with how pale she looked? Because she was pretty sure her pallid mood should be obvious enough.

With shaky hands, she took off her remaining dress and walked to the neatly arranged bed. 

She climbed on it, laying flat on her tummy. And as she did, she felt a little pain on her lower abdomen.

Khalid emptied his drink and turned around to behold the prepared sight on his bed. He was pleased with it. 

He took off his shirt and took steady strides towards the bed to meet her. 

The bright lights in the room suddenly went off, leaving just the bright ones. And Octavia could clearly hear the Master's footsteps. Oh! They were scaring the life out of her.