He hated this part with a vengeance. Closing his eyes, he inhaled the sweet fragrance he would always associate with Angelique, and kissed her one last time. Sara would have to take her away now, and he knew the formidable enforcer would have no qualms to do so. This is what they did, after all. Train the merchandise, so that the girls could fetch the highest prize.
His sweet angel, as he called Angelique—if only in his head—had already been bought. Her new Master was waiting, and he could only hope he’d equipped her well enough to cope.
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