La lama scese più giù, sempre più giù, sfiorando pericolosamente la pelle sensibile dello sterno e poi, con lentezza, lo stomaco fino ad arrivare in basso, proprio all'inguine. «Sta buona, se ti muovi ti taglierò e non vuoi questo, giusto?»

-Anya M. Silver

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