I walked over towards the table, and took a seat across from him.
I braced myself for what was about to come.
"Sweetie, as you know, I make quite some money. Right?"
I nodded my head, confused in where this is going.
"Well, I am currently working two jobs, both in which I own. For all my life, practically since I was twenty two, I owned a toy company. "
"Wow. That's not what I was expecting, but-"
"No. What I mean in toy company is the toys that.....pleasure."
"Oh."
We sat quietly for a while. I started to digest what he told me. My dad, who I knew all my life, owned a pleasuring toy company, and he never bothered to tell me about it. I started to get curious about his other job.
"What was your other job?"
"Well, just know that I never really had a choice because this company is very important in my family."
I was so confused.
"I own a mafia."
I sucked in a huge breath.
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Love Is Weird
RomanceI woke up, and sat up. I was tied to a bed in a nice looking bedroom. I looked around, and my eyes landed on the dresser next to the bed. On top of it was a picture. I strained my neck so I could look closer. I gasped, and tried to collect my though...
