Inches. ( BWWM).

Abigail dobrev.

A big girl with big dreams. To be a fashion designer. Growing up she was always picked by people for her colour, size and dressing sense.

Now she wants to make people beautiful of every shape and size.

What happens when she has no choice but to take inches of a man for an emergency.

César Azevedo.

Satan.

That's it. Bloodthirst runs in his family.

If something doesn't goes according to him. He'll prepare a funeral for everyone, of everyone.
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"Come closer gatinha." He said sliding his hands in pocket looking straight into my figure.

I slowly started taking my steps forward to him and stood a bit far.

"Are you ready?" He said nothing on his face. Just emotionless.

I nodded and hesitantly forwarded my hand to his figure so that I can measure him.

In a second he grabbed my wrist, pulled me closer by my waist.

I looked at him with widened eyes, my breathing hitched when he rubbed his nose with mine.

"Remember you have to pay a price gatinha. And....." He went down to my ass and I looked elsewhere avoiding his gaze. He squeezed my butt and I gasped.

He inserted his thumb and started moving it slowly on my mouth.

".. that can be anything."

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