Built for Sin
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Contain Graphic Religious Abuse, Sexual Content and Explicit Language.
Nani James was a daddy's girl in every sense of the word. Her whole life was built around making her father proud, and building the family's congregation . It was no surprise when he sat her down and demanded she will be married to join their "holy" family with another. She had no choice but to go along with it and was thus married to Dallas Bell, sweet, charming, and disgustingly naive.
She was perfectly fine with playing her part and being obedient until she meets Eris Hale. Quiet, Sexy, and overwhelmingly intense was the only things she could describe him as, but the feelings consuming her every time she saw him was hard to ignore. Nani knew adultery was wrong, but sinning with him did not feel wrong. In fact everything with him felt right. Everything. (Short story)
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