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"But if my body has to be defiled, I’d at least hope for the defiler to enjoy the process.” I exhale a laugh.
He listens to me open-mouthed, eyes all pupils. And when I’m done, he asks, breathless, “What are you doing to me?”
I blink, confused. Then shake my head.
“Where the fuck did they even find you? Are you some kind of—weapon that they built to take me out?”
“I don’t understand.”

this is such bad writing omfg