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Virgin And Broken Daddy

Chapter 4 The Price Ot A Second Chance

Word Count: 1195    |    Released on: 14/11/2024

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a strong presence, but his demeanor also seems to be one of owner

nce appears to exhaust the room of air. I doubt he even remembers our last visit to the same location. Still

tten. Not one thing has

e silence. The same voice that sent thrills down my spine, the o

all my planning, I can feel the cracks beginning to show around the walls I h

ote. I cannot let him believe that any aspect of me still

shoulders straighten out

hen I look at him, I find myself wondering if this is the man I once turned over to my heart. Older and mo

le pass by. But you haven't altered all t

p, and as strong as ever. His eyes dart down to the hand I have unconsciou

t. "I have always got everything I have wanted. And you have come to the in

my skin like acid. I would not flinch, though. I

r your approval," seeking to close the emotiona

his presence spanning the room like a shadow. Though I will not le

and slightly incredulous. "You still find yourse

ut it's about time you paid for th

r than regret-but it goes before I could be sure. His jaw flexes as if he's

my skin to creep. "You're upset about something that happened long ago. And perhaps you have caus

lieve me to still be that girl you left behind. Nevertheless, I'm

the one that could cause my knees to weaken and the one that made me feel as tho

is wide chest enclosing the area between us. Heat radiating off

ike bile. I heard him say something like that quite s

even with my best attempts to keep it steady. Not based on w

between us; I cannot breathe, cannot think, cannot move. Only to burn me alive when it suited him, all I c

ll his scent and notice the rawness in his face. His features' rigidity and the

u?" Damon says, his voice low and lethal. "Yo

hen why did you do nothing? Why

disappears right away. He moves once more, his chest brushing m

ushing my ear as he backs off, his eyes never leaving

hen I recall, though, why I am here. This is not about past hurts or about

Hawke has

agging me from the moment, from the perilous draw o

, terrible messa

here, k

amon, whose eyes are still fixed on mine, unreada

g shifts

g in me yells that danger is approaching

There's

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