He needed teaching a fucking lesson to think with his brain and not his cock.
He was a vile, vile man.
The way he spoke to women...
The way he made advances on them without their permission.
So I tore his trousers off, leaving him clutching his balls in agony, wondering what the fuck I was doing.
"Adrian, what are you doing?!" he spluttered. "Why are you taking my clothes off?!"
"You'll see why," I snarled.
"God, no. Please don't tell me you're gonna try fucking me..."
That was enough for me to lose my shit.
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Tempting Bad: A Dark Mafia Kidnapping Romance
RomanceAfter witnessing a gangland murder, Jasmine is given an ultimatum. To die for being a witness... or to work undercover for Adrian Romano, by retrieving a chip with top secret data hidden on it from a high-profile criminal. Adrian Romano is the defin...
