Tactless Temerity
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  • Parts 22
Complete, First published Apr 05, 2021
Mature
R-21 MATURE CONTENT
Wonderland Series #4
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I was a simple man. I was never someone who played games or prepared elaborate things to lure women to my bed. I never had to ask, though. I was brought up that way, and grew up with more violence a boy could take.

I was a simple man, I never said I was a gentle man.

And Josephine was a simple woman. She was never someone who played games or had the courage to step out of her perceived predetermined life. She had always been careful about her choices. She was brought up conservative that way, yet she ended up with more violence a girl could take. 

Josephine was a simple woman, but I never said that she was weak. 

And that night, at Viktor's party, I saw for myself how strong she was...how this simple woman, for the first time, could make a simple man like me...ask, listen and comply by the rules of Wonderland ...then badly long to repeat it again in perpetuity.

Will she...will she even see me worthy of it despite the fact that her heart still beats for another? I hoped so.

I was a simple man and I would never be gentle on matters that concerned her, but I could wait in perpetuity as well. 
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