Warning: Lots of mature content and strong language ahead. Read at your own risk. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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Love is a messy, painful ordeal. Amelia Harold knew this all too well.
After all, she did fall in love...
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SHE STOOD IN FRONT OF him, all wide eyed and nervous.
Ethan kept his composure even though all he wanted was to bend her over the desk and fuck her raw.
He blew out an impatient breath and held out his palm, silently asking for the contract.
Her hands were shaking as she held it out for him along with her medical reports.
All good. No danger of him acquiring Herpes.
He skimmed through the contract, making sure it was all signed.
“What made you change your mind?” She questioned and he could hear the caution in her voice.
“I wanted to show you how wrong you were,” he said simply.
“That's all?” She asked timidly.
He looked up at her and saw her flinch.
“Why else would I do it then, Amelia?” He asked condescendingly.
“Don't tell me you thought I called you because you impressed me or because you're so irresistible.”
He got up from his desk and slowly made his way towards her.
He'd waited long enough.
He felt the war in her head as he approached her. The fear that made her want to take a step back and the lust that held her in her place.
In the end, she decided to keep still.
And he secretly admired her for that.
His fingers brushed her slightly parted lips and she gasped at the touch.
He traced her jawline, stopping at the dip of her chin.
He gripped her chin and she stared at him as if it was impossible for her to look away.
And suddenly his touch wasn't feather light anymore. It was crushing her chin. She gasped, eyes widening.
“The only reason you're here is because I'm going to have a good time breaking you. And then watching you struggle as you try to pull yourself back together.”
“And did you know what you just did by signing that contract?”
She didn't answer so he increased the pressure on her jaw a little more.
“I want an answer, Amelia,” he said sharply.
“Yes,” she breathed out, “I agreed to be your slave, your submissive. I handed my body to be used by you whichever way you wish. You can fuck me, hurt me, do whatever you like to me.”
He didn't know how it happened but the next second, he was ripping her clothes off of her.
The surge of desire and lust was too wild to hold back any longer.
