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Darkness. Its everywhere. In the corners, in the doors, even in our own bodies. No one can say they have a complete light in them, but some of more than others. I know because I have witnessed a darkness consume the world I once knew and loved. My father, once the man I had worshiped on a pedestal, now a man I want to crush with that very same pedestal. There is nothing 'light' about his name, or his way of living. No, my father is...well, to put it simply...a psycho. He is a murderer. People believe that because my father is, I am too. Well, sorry to break it to you, I am anything but a murderer. Everyone who dies by my hand, is not as innocent as they may seem. I do what I have to do to live another day. My father has put a bounty on my head, now it takes everything I have to fight him and his allies off. I run more than I fight, but when the battles occur, whole villages get destroyed. No, I, Angelina McCarthy, am no saint, BUT I will spend every last breath in my body to defeat and defy Richard.
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𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||

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