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Chapter 68 | First lady

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WHAT?!?!?

NEW CHAPTER?!?!?!

Yes, my pancakes, you saw that right.

After all this time your (still) favourite author has FINALLY updated again.

Let's dive into the drama without further blabla, because I'm sure the lot of you are already screaming.

Although, I do recommend re-reading the past chapters (for those of you who aren't completely obssessed and have forgotten what's happening haha) since it's really been SO LONG since I've last updated.

Please enjoy and also comment so I can giggle again xx

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DEMETRIOS' P.O.V.:

The morning sunlight filters into the limousine as we roll down the road, but I barely register it. All I can focus on is the little girl sitting across from me. My little girl. She's looking out the window, her lavender eyes glimmering with curiosity, her freckled cheeks catching the light in a way that makes me want to grab her and mark her whole fucking face with my mouth.

Fuck, I'm losing my mind.

She's wearing a tight white dress, and fuck me, it's like she's doing it on purpose. The fabric clings to every curve, her cleavage peeking just enough to drive me insane. Her skin practically glows in the soft morning light, and I swear, she's too perfect for her own fucking good. And those soft, pouty lips... fuck.

Freckles sprinkled over her milky skin like stars, those long lashes framing those hypnotic lavender eyes. It's fucking impossible not to stare at her, and, of course, the little tease doesn't even notice. She's too busy looking out the window, probably counting butterflies or some shit, while I'm over here trying not to lose my fucking mind.

Control, Demetrios. Fucking control yourself you horny cunt.

I shift in my seat, clenching my fists to keep from reaching for her. Patience, you son of a bitch. I can't fucking rush a thing like this. She's pure, untouched. Fucking perfect. And she's mine.

Mine.
Fucking mine.

Only mine.

I could have her tonigh-- no. Fuck.

I can't force her. No matter how much I want to grab her, pin her beneath me, and show her exactly what I can do to that tight little body of hers, I fucking can't.

Fuck, who am I kidding? I probably would fuck her already if there weren't so many disgusting, crippled fuckers trying to force themselves on her in the past.

And just like that.. a thought of anyone ruining my sweet baby makes me- I'LL MASSACRE THE WHOLE FUCKI--

'Control' you fucking moron.

I take a deep breath, closing my eyes for a moment. I don't want to lose it right now, and trust me God, she doesn't want that either.

So, the fucking matter is that my baby is traumatized and I have to fucking wait.

My jaw clenches. I've been patient. So fucking patient. But it's killing me. All I want is to take her, to ruin her so fucking good she'll pass out on me, to claim every inch of that body that drives me mad every time I look at it. But I fucking can't. Not until she's ready. The bare thought pisses me the fuck off.

I can't believe I have fallen so far... Me, sitting in a car fantasizing about a little girl who doesn't even realize how much power she has over me. It sounds like a bad fucking joke.

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