"That weak version of me... is long fucking gone. I made sure of that,"
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Raven Vincenia is not one to be messed with. She's cruel, manipulative, and seduces men to get what she wants. But behind every...
Excitement was not what I was feeling. Instead, I was bored like, really bored. We were househunting for the past hour and a half. We had one last house to go, and I did not care.
"Come on! Raven, don't make me carry you!" I rolled my eyes and slumped even further into the car seat.
"Christi?" I put on my most cutest and kiddish voice, "Can you give your stunning fiancee a piggyback?"
He stands in front of me and puts his hands on his hips. I pout at him. "Fuck me! Fine," He crouches down in front of me, and I climb onto his back. He stands up and grips my thighs, making me shiver. I wrap my arms around his muscular neck and he starts walking towards the house.
Ma putain de bonte... (French: my fucking goodness) It was amazing.
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