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Strip Naked
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    Tempo 11m
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    Tempo 11m
Em andamento, Primeira publicação em dez 01, 2019
Maduro
⚠️THIS IS AN 18+ BOOK, SEXUAL CONTENT, EXPLICIT SCENES, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, & SOFT/BDSM MAYBE. ⚠️

He grabbed me by my neck, and slammed me against the wall, his eyes sharp and jaw clenched. 

"Look fucking here, Astrid," He demanded through clenched teeth. "When you're under my roof you're under my control. When you're under my control you follow my rules, don't disrespect me like that ever again. Do you understand me?"

"Yes sir."
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"Get out," he sighed. "N-" I got out. "Nah, you can go," he shook his head. "Babe," I called out, but he wasn't having it. "I fucking risked my life trying to protect you. I almost died trying to save you! And when I couldn't, I sat by your side everyday until you could recover! Get the fuck outta here witfh that no contact shit," he shook his head. "B-but," I sobbed. "Nah, Sage," he shook his head. "I attended your stupid relationship therapy sessions hoping you'd at least give me a chance. You asked me to choose, and I chose you. It didn't even feel like a choice! I always put you first! You still won't give me a fucking chance. What more do you want from me? Huh?" "Your forgiveness," I replied, a tear escaping my eye. "Forgiveness?" he chuckled while shaking his head. He took something up and flung it at the door again. "God, Sage," he shook his head. "Please, just leave. Maybe then I can stop hurting." "Nick," I sobbed, but he wouldn't even look at me. "You obviously don't care how I feel. You're gonna do you no matter what. I honestly expected better from you," he said. "Just get the fuck out my face."