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TRIGGER WARNING
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Lila
She sat in the Penthouse, a gag in her mouth, her hands behind her back and tied to the chair, and her ankles tied to its legs. He hadn't made the bonds super-tight. She could probably get out of them eventually. But she knew he'd done that on purpose. He was still trying to make her believe he wasn't the bad guy here.
He sat across from her, scowling. She just glared at him over the towel between her teeth.
He shook his head and looked away, like he was choosing his words. But then he took a deep breath and when he turned back, his blue eyes were sad.
