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HIS FLAME

HIS FLAME

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"Firstly I'm not yours I am not a possession or property sweetheart" I say with a oh so sweet smile. "And I can definatly protect myself" I say with a smirk. He walks closer to me with a little danger in his eyes. He grabs me by my neck "Like I said you are mine and I protect what is mine so I suggest you fix this attitude of yours unless you want it fucked out of you pup?" he states with a sly smirk. "Oh and I prefer to be called Daddy not sweet heart" damn I shiver a little bit from his dominance. I roll my eyes and the hand that is still on my neck sqeezes. "Don't roll your eyes at me pup you will soon learn I do not tolerate disrespect." and he lets go of my neck. "well you will soon learn that I dont like being told what to do." I say rolling my eyes again.
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" Let's keep this on the down-low. Nobody has to know. " He cooed in my ear, pushing up on me like a dog in heat. " I'm quick to cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable. " I smirked, pushing his face back with my palm. He continued to pursue me knowing he had a secret of his own. I liked the way he set his eyes upon me and determined he'd have me. He made me feel comfort in all areas that I'd lacked before. There was something burning in the back of my mind... was he really mines? We only spoke late night, and those conversations were brief. When he was around me he was like a kid in a candy store trying to get his hands on anything he could from me. That was until I saw him... with another. That's where his time had been going. As he secrets unfolded I realized he'd been Creepin' All Rights Reserved

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