Emilia has never been the type to be quiet or pushed around, that is unless it was Lorenzo. He's the only one who has ever make her knees shake...in more ways than one. She kept her distance from him as much as she could the older she got, feeling all too intimidated when she liked to be in control; he doesn't allow others control. Being close with his wife and him being a long time partner with her dad, they would have never thought what a bottle of cheap wine and cramps could lead them to. •••• "You know damn well you can't leave me," I tell her, squeezing her thighs. She bites her lip, cheeks turning a bright shade of rosy pink. Her skin is soft against the rough callouses of my hands. I never looked at her as anything other than a girl who got herself into trouble behind her daddy's back a little more than a year ago..now I'm the one she's fucking calling Daddy.
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