Fear Keeper

Fear Keeper

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WpMetadataReadPer adultiIn corso<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione mar, set 6, 2016
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Have you ever had something bad happen to you? I don't mean mom and dad got a divorce bad and i'm gonna act out. I mean you just watched your best friend being beaten almost to death in front of you by a gang because you just lost 2 million dollars worth of coke and you wish so hard with every fiber of your being, and it seems the thing that seems to be your saving grace is worse than what you hoped for? That is what happened to me and my savoir was the Most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life. When i made the mistake of making a deal for saving my friend's life and the gang to leave us alone, I signed over my life to her but what i didn't know was in doing so she made everyone forget me.... i never existed. She is the only one in the world who knows me now and the worse part is..... she is the Sadistic Demon of Fear and Regret
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Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her? Don't copy my books!! EXCERPT below!!! I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin. I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. "What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here. "I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back. There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. "So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with. "Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist. "Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. "I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.

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