Doberman – Chapter 7
Sarin couldn’t help but notice how he sat on the sofa and leaned down to feed her was similar to
Doberman – Chapter 6
When I licked my fingertips, there was a faint scent of whiskey. Just the thought of how she couldn’t take
Doberman – Chapter 5
Owen gently rubbed his thumb gently under Sarin’s eyelids. She feared that at any moment he would raise that razor
Doberman – Chapter 4
He was someone who could commit terrifying acts without any care for the lives of others. A red warning light





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