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"I've already said I don't want to eat!" shouted Libia.

"I told you, you're not in charge. Now swallow the damn soup or I'll force it down your throat," Lison growled, firmly gripping the young woman's forearm.

"You're hurting me, let go," she struggled, not caring if she hurt herself.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you acting like a fool?" he released her and glared at her.

"Because I don't want to be here."

"Tell me what's going on," he demanded, his patience gone.

"It's just..." she couldn't finish her sentence, her cheeks flushed. It was pathetic; she was the only one who could fall for a sadist.

"What?" he demanded, frowning and clenching his fists.

"You leave all day and keep me locked up with nothing to do," she responded.

Tiodor closed the distance.

"I told you I'd let you out of here, but you don't follow my orders. Now tell me the truth, what the hell is going on!?"

"I already answered you; I'm not going to repeat myself, I'm not a parrot."

"Your stupid, childish behavior i
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