His Baby-Bunny [COMPLETE]
23 parts Complete Mature"You're not a plaything." He insisted.
"Then, what am I?" I asked.
"My little girl."
My lips curled upwards at his response.
She was just eighteen, and he was thirty-five. She was a cute socialite and he was a handsome caterer. He read her like a book, and she found her defenses begin to crumble.