𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆

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▄︻デNAOMI ══━一

WE HAD gotten to my other house, she was amazed at how beautiful it was.

It was my third house that I bought. I hadn't been to any other house except my main house. "Naomi! This is so beautiful!" She said, I shrugged and she ran into the kitchen. "What the fuck?! It looks so big!" She said, I smirked, hiding my chuckle once I caught up. "You're a pervert." She muttered, I grabbed her waist. "Only for my pretty queen." I said, pecking her neck. She hummed and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Are you scared something going to happen?" She asked me.

I sighed but shook my head. "No. I'm just a bit nervous. I don't want anything happening to you. I will kill myself for you." I told her, tightening my grip on her. She shuddered. "That's the hottest thing you've ever said to me." She mumbled. I chuckled, pulling my head back. "You think I could fuck you on this island?" I asked her, she huffed and rolled her eyes. "Maybe. But right now I need to see the rest of this house." She said, letting go of me, she wiggled out of my grip and walked away to see more of the house. I sighed, watching Matt walk towards me.

"Got any idea who did it?" He asked, and I shook my head. I sat down on the chair and rubbed my forehead. "I'm just trying to wonder who texted Katherine." I said, he hummed. Angus walked into our conversation. "I wasn't going to say anything but I also got a text from that unknown number." He said, he gave me his phone. The text said they were always watching and that watch me suffer. Then I got to thinking, what about that dude that Katherine was telling me about? I know it was off topic but I've been meaning for her to tell me more about him. I think I need to take my anger out on someone somehow and he's the perfect candidate.

"Matt, you should see if you can trace where it came from, if you can't then I will think of something else." Matt nodded, and I stood up, walking to wherever I heard my girls voice. "Wow it's so pretty." She said to herself, I leaving in the doorway, smirking and crossing my arms over my chest. "But is it durable to fuck in?" She asked herself, I almost let out a chuckle when she crawled on the bed and started rocking it. "It's very sturdy." I answered, she gasped, and stood up. "How long have you been standing there?" She asked me, I laughed, walking towards her. "A while." I answered.

I grabbed her waist, and kissed her lips. "You think my thrusts are that soft baby?" I asked, biting her bottom lip. She moaned and shook her head. "No definitely not." She said, humming and bringing my closer to her. "Good. That bed is breakable." I whispered, she groaned and I smirked and cleared my throat. "I want you to talk about Ian Donavan. If you don't want to, we don't have to." I told her, she sighed but nodded. "Yeah we can talk about him." She muttered, she let go of me and sat on the bed. I followed her. "Well we started I turned 18." She started.

"He was sweet to me. Thought about only me. Wanted only me. He was the perfect guy anyone could've asked for. And one night he changed, it was like a flash. I was talking about where I wanted to eat and he snapped at me telling me I talked too much, that I was going to turn into a fat ass, that I ate too much. So I started working out for him, everyday was an endless body shame day. When I got to what I am now, he would tell me how ugly I was, how white girls were much prettier than me." She sighed. I clenched my fists, this dude doesn't know what he's missing out on. She's a queen who needs to be served.

He doesn't know what a real woman is. "Then a few weeks later he would start getting violent. He would shove me against the wall, slap me, punch me, kick me, anything he could do to take his anger out. So when I found out I was pregnant I didn't want to tell him, but mama thought it would've been a good idea. She didn't know he was abusing me though, so of course I couldn't tell her about it. I told him,he got angry at me, calling me a slut, saying it wasn't his, telling me I was disgusting." She told me.

I sighed, gripping her thigh as she shivered from the memory. "And I told you I woke up one night and I was bleeding. That exact day hours before it happened, I caught him in bed with three girls. All white. They were all skinny, and I was heartbroken. I thought he was serious about us. But when I found out o was bleeding he was punching my stomach, saying I didn't deserve a child, that I was a monster, that no one would love me." She muttered.

"The doctors told me I couldn't have children, I had a really low chance of ever getting pregnant. They asked me why I had so many bruises and I lied, saying I kept bumping into stuff and I knew they didn't believe me." She said, and sighed. "He broke things off me with, and told his friends I was a whore. He also sent a video to mostly everyone I knew, it was of us fucking." She said, I grumbled and shook my head. "He doesn't deserve a queen like you baby." I said, pecking her cheek. Then someone knocked on the door. "Naomi... you have something here. Someone gave it to the guards and left." Matt said, walking in.

I raised an eyebrow and stood up. I grabbed the package and opened it. I took the stuff out; and I froze, pictures of Katherine and I walking in this house, then us when I was smirking at her when she was on the bed. What the fuck is going on here?

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