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January 20 - January 21, 2024
That was the problem with turning your back on a predator you’d attempted to tame; you missed the signs of their attack.
“Embalming Bitches Services. Fuck us over, and we fuck you up. How can I help you?”
I was a fucked-up version of Cinderella. One who’d never known the love of her father and didn’t get rescued by a fairy godmother or Prince Charming. And if Prince Charming showed up now, I would probably eat him.
“If you want to tell a woman what to do, go tell your own fucking wife, Enzo.” Caleb canted his head toward Scar. “She can wear whatever the fuck she wants. One, because that’s her fucking prerogative, and two, I know my dick is good enough to keep her coming and coming and coming…back to me every time.”
“I want you so fucking sore, Scar, that with every move you make, you think about how you let someone other than your husband fuck this delicious pussy,”
Be a good little whore and clean up the messes you’ve made.
“There’s no limit on my card, but I want you to try on the lingerie for me. Now.”
“Even if being taken care of means letting you have a dick for every hole to make sure you’re feeling full.”
“No, I’m thinking about sinking to my knees and lapping up that cunt like a good fucking boy,”
“Exactly, little one. You don’t want a white knight. You want someone whose soul is as twisted as your own.”
“Better get out the big bucks if you want to take me home, baby,”
His finger pulled my bottoms away from my skin, the touch searing as he tucked the card against my pelvic bone. Kenji repeated the action on the other side, while Niko tucked his into the cup of my bra just as the song ended.
