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She knelt, not because i asked—but because i looked at her like she should.
I didn’t speak right away. I just smiled, slow and cruel, like i already owned her secrets.
“You’re not scared,” i said, circling her. “You’re addicted.”
My fingers grazed her shoulder. Not soft. Intentional. Like a warning dressed as affection.
“SAY IT,” i demanded, voice low.
She swallowed. “I want to be yours.”
I leaned in, lips at her ear. “No, darling,” I whispered. “You already are.” 🤤
🥵😈🔥 it’s like u read my journal!!! 🧡
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