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Chapter 6 A cradle robber

Word Count: 1849    |    Released on: 15/06/2022

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both time, blood, and sweat to build to bother and now that should be my focal study not chasing after a child who was almost twice my age while trying to guise that a part of me acknowledges her beauty and was simply intrigued

en too frustrated to realize that all I would be getting was watching two horny teenagers exchange meaningless parting words, and to be fair the flower gift

shadow I noticed Amelia’s double body tugging behind Amelia’

put more girls in that state than I could count with one hand, to be sure of my claims when they eventually

ut as I climbed the ladder of power while learning the games of number that came with being manipulative and telling swooning lies which also gained me more money, that attracted the leeches more I was beginning to realize it was one of three things; Parents tell li

nd projected in their head which helps them form a surreal view of the kind of man they h

for you but coming into an agreement with them preferably a contract helps you prevent things from getting messy. They had what I wanted and needed what I

blem and I needed to get out of here fast if there was any chance in hell I would remember what happened here today and be even slightly amused, I made to follow her because

her glowing skin, her long hair that was no longer wearing a crown but perhaps that was because of her stupid mask which only allowed you t

tton to press that would get here immediately floored with armed men so why was she hesitating? Because I would rather take that than her now walking slo

oks hadn’t done the trick, her siren-like voice c

e

warn her. “Becau

IA’S

ticular private ceremony because though Romania didn’t give

t of displeasure in his face though I didn’t care, Daddy dearest who would be joining us soon to make sure I went through with this wouldn’t be

ill racked through my body even as I stood on tip toes and elevated my head since he was

whatever this was between us might eventually vanish if I just keep on

mine, and with his hand holding onto my waist, he completely rendered me mush with h

ever thought possible and when he released me with my face flushed, his legs taking two steps backward, my eyes widen and not because of how easily I was blown away by jus

st like the ocean before a wave, his shoulders was more broader and as I shakily reached for his mask and removed them curious, yet, wanting to wish what had just happened away I was met with a nose that Ron would call Greece, his full lips were made to assault ones senses just like they were doing to mine, his eyes glinted with pure mischief but why wouldn’t they? he had stolen a

thing was off with the way he kissed me, held me, he didn't seem like a barely out of st

t to, he was man and every part of him. There was also this infuriating confidence which made me

. I was also

ained calm and passive didn’t fool me. Never had. But his eyes an

ediately must hold a great rein of power, he reeked of it, his assertiveness even in his kisses and his manipulatively wicked delicious domination wasn’t big on subtlety to disg

glint of his eyes gave me a hint as to why he was worth talking to. He was almost similar to my father and everything I knelt down to ask God to never give

to talk,

led you when I

ranger

a sharp withering glare before leading

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