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To be continued
Jack Pov-
"Looks like you liked what you saw, right??" I asked and started to take slow steps towards her.
I saw how she was shifting in her place and looking at here and there. I know what is running in her mind; she is like an open book for me to read, no matter how much she tries to be strong. I know how much I affect her, me, my presence, and my TOUCH.
Then I noticed she looked toward the door, then ran to the door and tried to open it. I chuckle to see her small attempts to open the door. She stopped her attempts and start to think about something.
"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅," i asked.
I saw her turn and look at me With her look, she knew I was the one who locked the door and now she was thinking, how is this possible? I told you that she is an open book, which I like to read.
"𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓," I answered her unasked question.
I know she came inside with my permission, and now that she is inside with my permission, she will also go with my permission.
"What you are waiting for, open the door," she ordered me.
If there was someone else now, I would have chopped that person tongue, but since it's my angel, I will use her tongue for something else.
But here, I like her ordering me.
"what if I don't want to??" I asked.
"Look, open this door; I want to go to my room," she requested in the tone of ordering.
The room she was willing to leave that same room is now her room. interesting.
"What makes you think I will open this door just because you said I'm a businessman and I don't listen to people until there is my profit?" I said.
"What do you want??" she asked.
That's what I was waiting for, baby.
"Come here and make me open this door; after that, you can leave." Saying this, I sit on the bed, opening my thighs wide and giving her a whole view of my inner thigh.
She gulps. See, I told you what effect I have on her.
"You will come here yourself, or do you want some help carrying your ass? If yes, then I don't mind" saying this. I do not even wait for her reply, and within a sec, I lift her on my shoulder.
"What are you doing? Put me down." She started struggling all the time and hitting me with her little hands, which felt like nothing.
SMACK
I smacked her, and she stopped her struggle. I smirked. She is so cute, but her ass is more cute and soft. I can't help but imagine how my handprint will look on her little ass.
Imagining this, I threw her onto the bed, and as if she had come from her shock state, she held my shoulder to stop me, but her little hand was doing nothing.
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