His Sun, His Stars, His Moon, His Only
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"Mi amor? I'm not you're mi amor anymore, you fucking puta hombre!", I spat, as I pulled my gun from my coat "Nor am I to be pushed around like a hombre! Get out of my home and leave my daughter and I alone!"
"Daughter? Is.. Is she mine?", he whispered, taking a step closer. I removed the safety and readied the gun freezing his movements "Mi amor, please! Is she mine?"
"Yes. She.. She was yours.", I chuckled, feeling my crazed side surface "You know, you puta, you are so gullible. You think I hadn't noticed you watching me? How you thought I didn't see you kiss me at night, how you thought I forgot. How you thought I forgot the night you RAPED me and threw me out?! How you called me an arrogant and puta de excavación de oro?!"
His face softened.
"Mi amor.. I wasn't me at the time. I changed! I.. I can show you!", he whispered.
"Too late!", I laughed as I bent over. Wrong move. Next thing I know, he was behind me, a rag pressed up against my face.
"Then I will show you. By force.", he teased as I blacked out.
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