“No, I don't care. Tomorrow you leave. But you're mine now. You're still my slave tonight.” — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“I—’ ‘Say it.’ ‘I’m going to leave tomorrow,’ said Damen, as steadily as he could. ‘I’m not going to come back.’ He drew in a breath that hurt his chest. ‘Laurent—’ ‘No, I don’t care. Tomorrow you leave. But you’re… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
