Abused & Loved

Abused & Loved

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Alexia is just a girl when her parents died she had to go stay with her abusive aunt she thought maybe her aunt would be loving showing her care even sympathy maybe no she was wrong when her aunt almost beat her to death. Asher thought every woman he slept with would help him with his needs until he gets a call from his mother that one of her friends need help with a girl for working because she needs help to pay bills. ---------------------------- Oh Alexia look you covered yourself because your a coward and shameless just like your aunt said he wouldn't even consider you a woman everything she has said makes you say it is true look at yourself in the mirror Alexia who knows what is going on with your life the most two favorite people left you because someone wanted them and took them away. I looked at all the buttons in the expensive elevator it took me so long to remember what she said TF which was top floor hm it's strange why doesn't she call him by his last name instead it's boss. Day dreaming again Alexia it's like all of the brightness came to me in my life now it's time to see what's ahead of my life until that voice brought me out of my brain conversation it's like the whole universe stopped and looked at us both just taking it's time to stop everything. He pushed me against the elevator his forehead was so close to mine he was adjusting to my small frame and 4'9 is ok, but when a tall probably 6'2 was a super turn on well hello Mr. Boss let's see what fun we are going to have. "Say that your mine forever and ever." "Um w-well sir we just met so can't really say that to a stranger who pushed me against an elevator door so if you could please get off me." "Stranger please Alexia sit down of course we could get to know each other then you pronounce your mine forever and ever." This man is insane well it's time to share me and Asher story don't act so surprise what you get coming to you just know it's a surprise.
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