The Warlord's Defective Prize

The Price of Magic

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The Price of Magic

"Open your mouth, Nadia." The man grinned. His voice sent crackling chills down her spine as she tried to get away.

But no matter how much she tried, she couldn't move. She was tied upside down. Her hair cascaded down and blood was rushing to her head. As the black ropes dug into her skin.

Her eyes were misty, her head dizzy as she jerked her face away from the grasp of the man.

He roughly jerked