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Young God

"Oh baby girl you know we're gonna be legends," Lucas says.

"How so?"

"Well Riley. I'm the biggest mobster in this town. This mafia would die for me. If you're gonna be mine, it'll make us both legends."

"Sure. If that's what you think." He presses me against the wall, pinning me against it and roughly kissing my neck.

"That is what I think."

"Get off of me Lucas!" I push him away and run to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I pull out the razor and start cutting.

"Open the door Riley!" He starts slamming against the door. Soon enough he breaks the door down.

"NO! Get away!" He grabs my bloody arm.

"Oh baby girl, don't get cut on my edges. I'm the king of everything and my tongue is a weapon. There's a light in the crack that's separating your thighs and if you wanna go to heaven you should fuck me tonight." And that's exactly what he does. He strips my pants off of me and starts roughly fucking me, against my wishes. He finishes soon enough and leaves me scrawled on his mattress.

"Do you feel like a young god?" I whisper as the door closes.