THE FORCES BETWEEN

THE FORCES BETWEEN

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You'd think my life is a fairytale based on the assumptions of everyone because of my looks. Its actually the complete opposite of that. But they aren't aware. I'm just seen as the young, hot, single mother who doesn't even know what her future holds. But honestly all I've been doing is trying to navigate my way back through harsh reality. Trying to provide for myself and my baby. Figuring out what my purpose actually is. And most of all desperately trying to feel alive again. I was stuck. But He found me. As they always say, "Like a moth drawn to the flame"... That's exactly how I felt. There were no other words that had existed to describe what took place. I was being pulled in by this magnet. A magnet I met and felt like it was my missing piece. To fill the void. To keep me going. Motivate, love and support me. This magnet lured me in unexpectedly. I wasn't ready for this feeling. I wasn't ready for his love, warmth, protection, care and support. But it came to me when I least expected it to.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Lianna I love you so much you wouldn't even understand" he repeated I looked up at him with my tear stained face. I couldn't hold my emotions any longer. "So why did you have to do that to me? Why did you hurt me like that?!" "I was stupid okay. I wasn't thinking but I'm changed now. We can still work this out Princess". He said holding back tears as he tried to kiss me. "I.. I just can't do this Gayle. I can't, you've done enough damage already." "No please, I need to have you in my life baby" He cried looking at me. "That's bullshit! You dont need me in your life. You never did." I broke down even more..... "I should just go" "I need you in my life Lia. I need you to complete me. You're the one. We're meant for each other." "Not everything is meant to be" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ But he changed that. My magnet changed me completely.. He showed me how to live again.
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He was the strictest Dom, loves to control women and she was a free bird, didn't like to be controlled by anybody. He was into the BDSM and she hates it. He was finding a challenging submissive for himself and she was a perfect match for him but she wasn't ready to accept his offer because she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He has a burning desire to control her because she was his perfect choice but she was a hard nut to crack. He was crazy to make her his submissive and control her mind, soul and body. What will be the spark between them? Will it end with Dom dropping the whip or the bird getting into the cage? To know these answers join the cute and intense journey of the hot and strictest Master and his cute little butterfly. *** "I flared up by looking at the person like you." "What do you mean by this?" "I mean you're a Dominant who controls people life and I hate it." "You don't know anything, butterfly. At least experience it, then hate it." "It will be better if I throw you out of the cafe by kicking your ass." His eyes widened a bit in shock. "This will also be a new experience for me." I grinned. "Butterfly, you will regret if you ever do this to me or even say this to me again." His tone became stern suddenly. "Oh, I'm so scared." I scoffed. "Fuck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your ass." He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist. Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door. "What the fuck do you think of yourself? You," "Shut up." He roared, cutting my words. He again grasped my wrist and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and with a swift motion, he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his legs. What he is doing? Fear rushed down my spine.

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