Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Nobody had ever touched me like that. And as much as it terrified

me, and as much as I wasn’t ready for it to happen like that –

chained to the wall, his to command-

There was certainly a part of me that…liked it? Maybe. I sigh,

confused.

Even as I push myself to figure out how I feel, the strain and confusion of the situation washes over me. I sigh, heading for my

wardrobe, wanting the comforting feel of cotton pajamas against my skin – not all of this silk and boning and laced–up restraint.

As I pull on a t–shirt and a pair of pajama shorts, I consider that at the heart of it, of the whole evening, the central fact was that it

was terrifying for me.

And perhaps it’s just me being a baby – being so naïve, and romantic, and sheltered. But as much as it sometimes gives me pleasure and a thrill to defy Kent, and to push him, and to drive him beyond his point of control – I am not sure I want to have sex

like that.

the first time. Because there was

him that, at some moments, felt…

good?

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me, that makes me cry. I just want…well, I suppose I want to be held. And comforted. Because losing your virginity is scary enough – I’m not sure chains need to be added to the equation.

jacket from its place balled up in the back corner,

for my

that?

the jacket on, wanting its comfort and the memories of

collar and take a deep sniff of Ivan’s warm and spicy scent. It’s strange, that two men who are so similar on

my two “dates” this evening, I definitely

still shaken from my experiences but starting to feel

phone, the burner. The one Janeen gave me.

and send him a

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room, and Kent is still laying on the floor, crippled with pain and anxiety. He presses his eyes closed against it, wanting –

this – to laying in his underwear on the floor of his secret room, feeling like the absolute