Once inside the damn door of the warehouse, I found myself not so surprised at the fact that it's just a faux warehouse which is hiding a bloody gorgeous mansion inside. Why did I ever doubt the father of my child with this type of surprises
I'm tired Greyson. Can you show me to my room? Because I'm sure Quill needs some rest too. I said
Darling, we only just got here so dont worry we will put Quill to bed and then we have a little to discuss. He replied with fake sweetness
I just stared at him thinking of something to say, knowing full well that he means something more than just a discussion and I felt a little uncomfortable with it all knowing he means business
Lead the way Then darling . I showed him all my teeth with that being said
He took Quills hesitant hands to a neutrally colored room with a bunk bed and some toys. He stopped and went on his knees to face Quill then
Quill this will be your room for tonight and I want you to be a good boy for mommy and me and sleep. And when you wake up tomorrow morning I want you to tell me exactly how you want your room to be decorated and what new toys you want. Okay ? Greyson asks his son
Wow!! I'll go sleep now dada! That was all Quill said before he jumped into bed and closed his eyes
I walked up to him and Greyson followed me. Slowly I removed Quills shoes and brushed his hair back before I pulled his blankets up to give him a kiss on the forehead. I could feel Greyson staring at me this whole time. But I continue to stare at my son
Let's go Alison, we have matters we need to discuss. He said while firmly putting his hand around my arm.
Let me be with him for a while Greyson. I told him
It is I that should want more time with my son, since you kept me away for 3 years of his life. The most important years if I be specific so just get up and let's go. He said firmly
After a couple of moments when I made no move he pulled my hand and got me to stand up and dragged me to what I would assume is a living room and I can see that theres another room connected to it close to the sofa he makes me sit on, more like pushes me on.
He then gets on his knees in front of me and stares at me.
What? I ask
Just looking at you and how much you have changed. He responds
Oh really? Or do you just wanna fuck me and then get back to acting like you hate me ? I say rudely
So that's what you think I want from you right? He asks coldly
Seems pretty obvious. I reply
Let me fuck you senseless right now then. He says grabbing me
No. Dont touch me. I shout
I can. And I will. He says
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Kidnapped and Dominated
Teen Fiction" What the hell do you want from me " I scream on his face " I want you !" he whispers in my ears as he moves closer to me closing the gap and he grasps my body bringing it closer to his then already possible " But i don't ! " i scream back and star...
