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Chapter 83

An arm went around Alissa and she was suddenly pulled back and slammed into the intricately painted wall. A large hand went around her throat and tightened before she was lifted, her legs dangling helplessly below her. Panic exploded in her chest, memories filtered into her mind of all the times she was in the same position. She was back in the office. She was back being a slave. She was alone, back being the whipping pole. She struggled desperately, her fingernails digging into the hand pinning her in place but then as quickly as it happened the hand disappeared from her neck. 

Alissa landed but didn't manage to regain her footing, falling heavily to the floor in a heap. She looked up to see her attacker being wrestled by two large burly men, similar build and height to Malachi. Cain between them, a sick twisted smile on his face. “I'm sorry, miss” one of the burly men mutte

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