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Sasha pulls away, slipping out of me

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Sasha pulls away, slipping out of me. I hissed at the ache he would leave me with for days. We’d just had filthy, great sex, and I had to ruin it with my revelations. At least you didn’t tell him you love him, Vicki. Grow up. “Forget I said that.” I broke the silence once more. He remained silent as he cleaned me with his shirt. My bottom lip trembled. Vixen was right. I was stupid and continue to be.

I fixed my hair and skirt, avoiding his eyes. Sasha agreed to own and fuck me whenever he pleased. That only proved Vixen’s second point. I was Sasha’s little toy. I hurried to get my shoes lost near the bed when a grip tightened around my arm. I opened my mouth to scream, but it never left my lips. “What is it?” Sasha had his hand wrapped around my lips. “Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?” He handles me with such care and ease that this has to be a dream. “Moya Luna, speak to me.”

“Nothing,” I shook my head. It’s not an answer to what he asked. “No. You didn’t hurt me. I’m fine.”

“You’re not fine.” He wiped my cheeks with tears and sucked his thumb. “You’re crying, and it’s my fault. One second, you tell me you never want to lose me. Next, I tell you that you never will, and you lapse into your world. Give your demons to me. I’ll fight your battles for you.” He kisses my eyes and hugs me.

I cry.

“You responded?”

He pulls away an inch to cup my face. “Of course. I did. I never want to lose you too, baby. Never. We’re in too deep to leave. Well, I’m too deep. You can try to break my heart, and I will never let you walk away.”

“I’m so sorry.” I kissed him on his ‘Amore’ tattoo. “I had an episode. I didn’t hear anything after the words left my mouth.”

“Do you think I want to lose you or don’t care?” I bit my lip and looked at him with sorry eyes. “Oh, Victoria. Come here.” We walked toward the little bunk bed against the wall, and he sat on it. Sasha pulled me to sit on his knees. “Never for once think I will leave you behind or that I don’t care. I will carve my heart out before I or anyone ever hurt you. Remember that.”

“I know. I guess I was expecting more. I don’t want to be your toy or—”

“Toy? Who the fuck—” He trailed his eyes over my face until his brows furrowed in anger. “Don’t listen to shit anyone says about what we have. It’s a lie if it didn’t come from my mouth, and you’re not a toy. You’re my woman.” I try to hide my smile at the protectiveness he had over me. Vixen could fuck off. She didn’t have anyone who cared for her ass. I had a family.

“You’re my man.” I gently kissed his lips. I pulled back and watched him, knowing we had many secrets between us. “When do you get out? It’s been three days.”

“I don’t know,” He sighs. “Hopefully, by the end of the week.”

“That’s too long. The feds won’t ever free you.”

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