Abby POV: I grew up in a bad neighborhood, my dad was an alcoholic and my mom wasn't around most of the time. My dad beat me all the time and my mom wasn't around to stop him. He was a horrible man, eventually people found out what was going on because of all the bruises and I finally got out of that hell hole, foster care wasn't the best tho either. Yeah everyone was a lot nicer but this really wasn't my idea of how I wanted to spend the rest of my life. Eventually a family came around and decided to take me in. I was very great full they seemed like a really nice family. Then I saw him... his eyes were so blue, his hair so dark ... I was drooling over my "brother." That's how I like to see it anyway because you know we're not really family, of course it is still wrong for me to think my "brother" is a sex god but what could go wrong?
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Forbidden Love
Short StoryCaution story contains sexual content .. I knew it was wrong... so wrong, but I wanted him. I needed to have him all to myself. I didn't care about the consequences. It's like I had this hunger for him that grew inside me more and more each day...
