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Chapter 1 let him pull her hair

Word Count: 1165    |    Released on: 26/02/2024

rew up running around every corner of the property, bathed in the river and rode countless times to and from school. She breathed in the scent of the earth, a mixture of ja

ow and then she heard unpleasant hints or comments that left her feeling down. But she let it go unnoticed, it was a thing of his personality, maybe even the way he was raised. — I woke up wanting to tell someone to fuck off. — Is that why you're going to talk to Carlo? — he provoked her — Look, if you're going to get tough with the police chief, you better prepare yourself psychologically. That one is a tough nut to crack. - I am ready. — Like this, in a robe? Well, if you're dressed like that, it'll be easier, because he'll eat you. — I believe. — she made a disdainful face — I need to speed up the process of retaking the lands from... from... Damn, I can't even say the idiot's name. — Your mother loved that idiot, so much so that she left the land to him. — She said, sharply. —She was deluded. — And what woman isn't? If you want to know, I don't think it's right for you to pressure Jeremiah's son to sell you the land. Leave the guy alone. — The land belonged to my father. — She felt anger swell her face. — My mother jumped the fence and almost destroyed our family. She slid her arms across the surface of the table until she flattened her cheek on the furniture. — Living is shit. —Then kill yourself, now. What are you still doing here? - Laziness. — I'll carry her to the slaughterhouse. What type of suicide are you interested in committing? — You’re ready to be coached. — she mocked. 3 Amidst the clothes in the closet with mirror walls, she was in doubt about choosing the outfit to face the most scoundrel cowboy in Laredo. That kind of man, sexist and rude, didn't deserve her getting dressed up to see him. At least she wouldn't be wearing her best clothes. She was capable of believing that she was flirting with him, seducing him, the devil. It was as they said: a man's self-esteem should be encapsulated and sold in pharmacies. She picked out some faded jeans and a blac

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