Tied Up
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There's only one thing Meg is dreaming of: enjoying freedom with her sisters. But when the head of the city mafia thinks you belong to him, there's nowhere you can live freely for a long time. "Tell me, Meg. How long have we been sleeping together?" Tommy asks me, with an uncanny tone, almost threatening. I'm still standing in front of his desk, I haven't been invited to sit. I cross my arms, and stare at him in the eye when I answer. "I don't know. I've been working for you for five years, so I'd say five years." He chuckles. He makes me crazy when he does that. I shiver, but I try to conceal it. I don't want him to know he got such power on me. "Five fucking years. And you still haven't understood." He groans while smashing his fist on his desk. "You are mine."
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