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[BL] Bound to My Enemy: The Billionaire Who Took My Girl - Chapter 37: Humiliation Ritual
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... tire miserable existence.
My skull didn’t just hurt, it felt like some deranged construction crew had gone to town inside my head with sledgehammers, jackhammers, maybe even a forklift for variety.
Every pulse of blood was a violent, throbbing reminder that I’d made catastrophic decisions last night.
My tongue tasted like I’d been licking the floor of a dive bar: stale alcohol, acid, humiliation, fermenting together into something foul enough to qualify as a chemical weap ...
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