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My Man

My Man

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Book 2 of the My Boss series. He came at me out of nowhere, terrifying me for a brief moment. But I'm not the girl I used to be when I lived in Charleston, I'm stronger now. Lars Moretti made me realize the strength I really held, Lars Moretti made me realize I deserve better than this, Lars Moretti made me realize I can stand up for myself. In my moment of thought, my attacker had the chance to grab me by the throat and slam me to the ground, kicking me in my gut, throwing my newly fragile body feet away from him. My eye sight is hazy, and I'm trying to make sense of everything happening as he stalks towards me. My memories flash in my head, for a quick second. All I can hear are the names he's called me. All I can feel are his hands on me. All I can comprehend, is the abuse I went through because of him. With my anger rising, I grab my concealed handgun, feel my finger on the trigger, and before I know it, my ears are ringing from the explosion of the gun. I look in horror at the sight before me. Mike lays on the ground, dead. "Oh my god, I.....I....kil....killl.....killed someone" I say, stunned. And in that moment, there's no thinking, there's no hesitating. In that moment, I know there's only one person I can call about something like this. Lars Moretti.
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WARNING: Rated Mature for Sexual content, Language, Violence and Drug use. Two weeks. Two years. Who cares?" A lesson in love, crime, and passion. When two young lovers find themselves in the middle of the storm, can love conquer all? ----------------------- "Hi," I whispered. He reached up, resting his hand on my cheek. "Hi..." He drew my face down to his. His nose touched mine, and his tongue came out to do a quick swoop against my lower lip. I opened my mouth and attached it to his. He moaned, and we tangled our tongues together. His hands went lower, grasping onto my hips, to pull me down. I felt his hardness and whimpered. It felt huge and rock hard. I eased up, just to come back, and rub against it. He pulled my hair back, placing kisses down my neck. "Wow," I sighed, lamely, while I rubbed my pussy against his steel cock. He gave my ass a light spank and leaned his head away from me. "Back up a minute." He looked as though he was in pain. I frowned, doing as he asked. He reached into his pants and my eyes went wide. He was about to show me his cock. "Let me see it baby." I moaned, like the wanton slut I am. He smiled and pulled out a gun. "See?" I screamed, falling from his lap, and landing in the garbage that fills my living room.

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