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Virgin Bride For The Beast Wolf

"Take your clothes off. It's time to bathe." Hearing those words, fear overwhelmed me, and I felt as if I might wet myself. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around my body, unable to fathom removing my clothing. He rose from his seat, approached me with a sinister smile, and placed his hands on my hair. "Would you like me to assist you?" Trembling with fear, I closed my eyes tightly and shook my head, vehemently refusing while inching away from him. "Well, if you don't want to disobey your husband, do as I say." He returned to his chair and sat down, watching me intently, waiting for me to comply and undress.

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chapter 27

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I felt an overwhelming surge of fear coursing through me, causing my body to tremble uncontrollably, as though I had just encountered a ghost. I was left bewildered, unsure of my actions. My heart raced within my chest, pounding furiously.

Swiftly, I dropped the stick I was holding onto the floor, my movement fueled by the fear that gripped me. I retreated in terror, my gaze fixed on the lifeless figure lying before me. The weight of responsibility settled heavily on my shoulders; I blamed myself entirely for this situation. The fear was paralyzing, leaving me utterly clueless about what steps to take next.

With cautious steps, I edged my way backward until I finally collapsed to the ground. Placing my hand over my chest, I felt the frantic rhythm of my heartbeat, a physical manifestation of my distress.