C38 No choice to rule

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Eight hours later…

“I hate that son of an effing bitch, so manipulative and controlling.” Cherry grumbles while angrily throwing her good clothes into a worn-out duffel bag. “He thinks he’s all mighty and great, but that son of a bitch has something else coming by the time I am done with him. How the heck did he get me into this mess?” She asks herself