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--- "I and the D's." But this D... This particular D was different-sexually different. I didn't love him. But my body craved his. I didn't want him... yet somehow, my soul reached for him. He wasn't mine like the others. He was different. Arrogant. Dominant. His presence lit up the room like a fire I couldn't put out. Just a few days ago, he was my dermatologist. Now, I was pressed against his chest-making out with a man who looked like he'd been sculpted by Greek gods. God... the way he kissed. The way he owned the kiss. He knew exactly what he was doing. Oh, wait. This isn't a fairytale. This is a story-my story. A story of a young girl who adored the idea of love... But ended up entangled in the fantasies of a man who only believed in pleasure. Hi, I'm Jessica Jones, and this is my story. (My love story... or at least, I thought it was.) It all began the day I met Daniel Anderson. My dermatologist. My mistake.
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