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I wake up with a start when I feel a searing pain on my neck. It’s burning me from inside, making me want to claw the skin out of the place. I groan when the pain increases when I try to move.
My eyes flutter open. My vision is blurry. I blink a couple of times before my vision clears and I find myself in a familiar room. His room.
I sit up weakly before my hand shoots up to the pain in my neck. A gasp leaves my lips as soon as my hand makes contact with the mark on my neck and intense sparks sting my skin.
He marked me!
He marked me without my consent. If I thought that him stealing me and bringing me to his room while I was asleep was humiliating then I was wrong. I feel as if I have been used. He didn’t ask me whether I’d like to get marked or not. The mark feels so wrong.
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