A love story

A love story

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your name is Daria Ryba you are a Russian girl, with dirty blonde hair, and brown eyes, your 25, living in New York your parents moved there when you were 3 you work as retail worker at a supermarket which means your pay is terrible and your boss is a older dude who hates his life, so he makes your life more miserable than it already is, by making you work longer shifts, dealing with old men, and having to clean 24/7. but there's one good thing in your life and that's the young guy that visits to get the fancy ingredients as your mother calls it. He's tall about 6,3 is your guess black hair and green eyes, he's said hi to you a couple of times and helps you put up the ingredients on the higher shelfs since your pretty short only about 5,4, he's sweet a bit of an asshole but you don't seem to mind since you're a massive pain to everyone you know, last week you learned his name was Austin Williams he's 27 American, he works at nightly cuisine, a really expensive sea restaurant you had only been to it once when you were 15 for a friends birthday, and your still friends with that person her name is Jill karvene she's 26. but back to you of course. you and him had started talking more recently you have had a massive crush on him ever since you started working here 4 years ago. Oh, and before i forget you own a cat named Sam
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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