I kick down the door with a single blow of my dark magic. My lips twist into a smirk. My beloved bride, all dressed up and ready to make herself mine. The problem? The man stood next to her. Ugh. I swiftly use my dark magic (kinda like darth vader), and my lips twist into a smirk as your spouse falls to his knees. I then grab your waist and pull you close to me Time to go, my beloved bride I whisper, my breathe tickling your neck, as I use my dark magic to teleport us to my palace
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1Bokamoso Makoeng
10/08/2025