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Cuffs and Collar

Life was already hard on Regina and when she assumed she finally found her happiness in Jason, fate arrived with another twist that changed her life forever. Betrayed. Ruined. Kidnapped. Sold. Regina is forced into a world of terror and darkness. Captive and alone, with no one to trust, no lover, no faith, and no future. ___________ Paul is the darkness and terror himself. He is a man shrouded in mysteries and secrets thriving in darkness. His monotonous life took a turn when his path crosses captivating and fascinating Regina. Years after when he saw her again, she was no longer the Regina he had seen in that nightclub. She was broken, slave to someone, waiting to be bought in an auction. Sold as a sex slave to Paul, Regina is bound to Paul with a contract. But every contract has an expiry date. Will Paul be able to let go of Regina when the obligation in the contract is fulfilled, especially after she awakens some feelings that he never knew existed within him.? Will Regina forget her betrayal, her suffering, as she started falling in love with Paul? Will she let go of her determination for revenge, just to stay with the man she calls Master? Note - Please share and support for more chapters per week. ____________ For getting in touch with the author and some new stuff and updates: Instagram - Author_Madym

Madym · Urban
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208 Chs

Present - 94

Regina stood under the shower and washed her hair. Distant bruises marked her arms and ribs always reminding her of the time when she was manhandled like a dog.

Paul pressed his chest against her back and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Are you sure you are alright? I can always have a doctor come here and look at you." 

Saying that he pulled her hair over one shoulder and kissed her temple.

"I am fine, Paul." She turned around and dipped her head back so she could rinse the soap out of her hair. "I have been through worse."

"There's no shame in admitting you need help."

"Stop treating me like a doll. I may bend but I do not break." She stepped out from underneath the water and squeezed her hair dry.

She stepped out of the shower and dried off her hair at the bathroom sink. With a towel wrapped around her chest, she ran her fingers through her hair as the warm hair blew.