Papi Troy
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It was boring day you was at home in a big all alone your husband was gone making music he don't come home into 10at night and y/n will be sleep so you when down stairs and you watch cartoon you got hungry so you when into the kitchen and got your big red and hot fries and sat on the couch then you hear a car door close so you act like you was sleep papi troy unlocked the door and seen you on the couch so he pick you on and carrying you to the bed and he put you down on the bed then he walked into the bathroom and got it the shower you say papi are you home he say yes he got out of the shower he got in the bed and you got on his chest and hey papi then he say hey ma then you all to sleep
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"Get out," I said in a firm voice, but it shook a bit at the end. The muscles in his jaw tensed when I said that. Instead of getting out, he closed the door and started taking calculative predatory steps toward me. His eyes moved all over my length. My heart started to drum fast. It made me take a step back until my back was flat against the wall. "I said get out," I repeated, trying to sound firm when he was only a step away from me. He stood in front of me with his hands in his pants pocket. "Last time I checked, I still own this place," he said arrogantly in his deep voice, which made me want to sink into the wall. He stood in front of me. "But it's my workplace," I breathed out when he cut an inch of distance between us. His body was not touching me, but my body still twitched as if his calloused hands were moving all over me. I lowered my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself, but my heartbeat raised when I heard steps coming towards us. "Someone is coming. Go from here," I found myself pleading. The steps became louder as if the person were just a few steps away from opening the door. I don't want rumours to be spread here. An evil smile formed on the corner of his lips looking at the distress on my face. "I'm not afraid to be seen with my wife," he said in his deep, low voice, sending shivers down my spine. My eyes snapped towards him in anger. I know he was doing this on purpose because no one here knows we are married. Why is he breaking the deal?

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