PRIVACY - A Keith Powers Story

PRIVACY - A Keith Powers Story

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., sept. 15, 2017
*Warning this book is very explicit and contains sexual activity, strong language, and dramatic events.* Palms sweating, heart beating faster than the speed of light, eyes closed taking a deep breath before walking on to the stage, slowly opening my eyes to the crowd of anxious men waiting impatiently to see what was going to happen next. I can feel their eyes burning me alive ripping off my clothes one by one trying to see what was underneath the distraction. I wore a gold full body suit carving in my hour glass shape with my cleavage showing to keep the men excited with my heels covered in diamonds that would blind you if you was to stare to hard. [Add book to continue]
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This is its own book! You can ready the Bambi series for a back story but this can be read alone! "Kyrie! I'm home baby I'm sorry for missing your play! I heard it was really good and I had Ms.Rain record for me" I laugh to myself and put the bags I got away. "Kyrie?!" I yell and he didn't answer. I got done with everything I was doing and went to our room seeing him sleep in our bed peacefully. There was a note beside him and I read it feeling my heart get torn reading how he waited for me to come home. "I'm sorry baby" I whispered and kissed his soft cheek. Something dropped in the kitchen and I jumped getting startled by the sound but also panic at the fact it's only Kyrie and I here. "What the fuck?" I mumbled under my breath and grabbed my pistol from my locked draw. I stepped out the room locking the door from the inside just in case and started walking down the hall with my gun up. My foot steps where light trying not to make any noises for whoever could be in here, I made it to the end of the hall and took a deep breath before popping out from my spot ready to shoot but nobody appeared, everything was normal causing my body and mind to instantly relax. "Oh thank god" I rub my head and laugh to myself. I shook my head feeling silly walking into the living room seeing the view of New York buildings and sky scrapers through the big window feeling content with everything. I let out a deep breath and once I relaxed getting enough of looking outside I turned around and jumped, frozen in my spot not moving a limb terrified seeing a figure standing in front of me with a strong scent of weed and cologne putting their hand to my jaw dragging their cold thick thumb across my bottom lip before smirking getting closer to my face feeling their breath in my face. "Daddy's home..."

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