Looking at the struggling woman, Rey thought about what to do with her. She couldn't toss her back out, she'd only come back. And killing her seemed a bit much as she was an annoyance, not a threat.
"I just want my son back. He's done nothing- Quiet!" Rey cut her off and emphasized with squeezing her lightly.
"Your son's mine now. And I'm going to do whatever I want with him. Or whatever he wants me to do to him."
"No! Don't you dare hurt him!" The woman shouts.
"I'm not going to hurt him. He's too cute to lay a finger on. But you..." Rey squeezed. "Are a different story. I'm not going to kill you, but if you're so insistent, then I'll let you stay, but as my slave. Otherwise, I can just toss you back out with a broken leg or two.
"Ok, ok. Just...don't hurt him." You mom said. She wasn't going to risk never seeing you again. So if she has to placate this girl for your safety, then she'll do it.
"Can I at least see my son?" She asked?
"Maybe. If you do a good job doing what I tell you." Rey said before making her...
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