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She was smart not to trust a man’s words. Actions were the only thing in this world that mattered.
Her obedience was as deeply satisfying as it was maddeningly erotic. Evie wanted to be my good girl. She wanted to listen and submit. She just didn’t feel safe enough yet to fully let go. I was a patient man. Or, rather, a patient monster.
People are messengers, even
when the lessons they teach us are brutal and unforgiving.”
“Your body knows who the fuck it belongs to.”
Evie did that cute thing she did when she followed me around like a baby duck.
“My love is not contingent upon your behavior. You don’t have to perform for my love. You don’t have to beg for it.
I love you for existing. I love you for being you.”
