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"Oh, little crybaby, you don't know what you're asking me for," Gabriel spoke darkly, his voice so deep it sent a jolt straight through me.
His gazed shifted, boring into me as his breath mingled with mine.
"You sit here in your little school uniform with a damn cross hanging from your neck...," he paused, his eyes narrowing as they burned through me. "Not even understanding what you're asking me while your daddy sits at home wondering why his little girl isn't back yet. I don't fuck little girls."
I choked out a sob, his fingers flexing around my throat
"Run, piagnona," he warned lowly, "Run as fast as you can and pray I don't catch you again cause I can promise that I won't deny myself the pleasure of ruining you a second time."
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A story in which a catholic school girl becomes obsessed with the walking devil reincarnate. Clementine wants nothing more than to be good, but his temptation is just so sweet. Gabriel wouldn't usually be so captivated by a little church girl, but who was he to deny himself the pleasure?
FMC IS OF AGE!