Salvation of the Fallen

*This work contains content that may be divisive, including themes of coercive relationships.* “You have no idea how long I’ve waited.” The naked body, held up to the height of her arms, trembled slightly. The man, with his eyes closed, buried his head in her neck, took a deep breath, and rubbed his face against Arsena’s wet cheek. “From the moment you were born. I waited. And waited again. Just for you to commit a sin. For you to fall into my hands. Because I wanted to destroy you completely as soon as possible. But I have a lot of patience.” “You bastard.” “How does it feel? To be in heat for that bastard.” Miserably, his words were true. Arsena was in heat every time she faced Tar...