“Ella, enough!” His voice boomed off the walls, sending chills down my spine. Capone removed my hands from him. “That’s the fucking problem right there. You always want to fuck and avoid the hard conversations.” “It was never a problem before,” I wailed, my ego hurt that he denied me. Capone never denied me.
see? this is what happens when boundaries aren’t placed early on. once those lines are crossed, they become accustomed to doing something they deem as normal not knowing it’s inappropriate!
