Virgin And Broken Daddy

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d me as it seemed yesterday. That was the night I discovered his true nature and learned about his actual

ould have wanted-a man with ambition, might, and a passionate passion ca

etrayed m

of my family, wrecked everything I had ever worked for, and left without even a cursory glance i

of brokenness and at last re

pay for what he did to me. And I would do everything to cause him the

ans loving h

e girl I once was-innocent, hopeful, trusting-the reflection peering back at me is alien. No, the woman

he building's magnificent foyer. Though I rarely notice, the glass walls give a clear view of the vast city. Alr

arily for one

ming down as soon as I enter the elevator. The familiar smell of his office-leather, expensive

aking. I know the right thing to do. Not this time; I cannot

en, and as I step out, my b

tarted t

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oulders and dark, penetrating eyes precisely as I recall them. My pulse beats and my heart pauses as a tsunami of memori

time in years I see the familiar flutter of recognition-the knowledge he recognizes m

and commanding, exactly as I reca

f my voice and say, "No one eve

ath, treachery, and pain that have molded us both smother the flames. I will keep myse

ront of his desk, "Have a seat

g back. "I want a job," I say straight

arches an eyebrow. Yo

uite s

ready solved me. And why would you want to wo

ween us. "You and I both know others have suffered as well, not just you. But I

es me with an unreadable look. And

did to me," I say, my voice steely,

n glimpse something-probably guilt. He looks at me for a long tim

low, almost a whisper, he asks. "You think you could cause

do not only believe th

he zeal I have never experienced before. Still, the spreadsheets, the

teps or feel his eyes fixed on me, I am reminded of the suffering he brought about. Not en

me man I used to know Damon is. He's more dangerous and colder. Every time I look into his eyes, he stil

est it, it attrac

ok what he did to me. I refuse to

is a struggle of wills. Then it happened-one night, just following a demanding

lyn." "You pretend you don't care or that you don't

s hand closes around my wrist an

anted retribution, but you're r

nd myself approaching him. As his grasp releases, my pulse thunders in my ears, and

stopped wanting you, Evelyn.

e distance between us and kissed me. I op

earth

loud voice interrupts

now?" From the doorway, t

old. She then c

wife of