Novaletti Factor

*Mature*18+

I could see that Micah Novaletti was no ordinary man and because of that everyone-or every woman-would bend to his will. Unfortunately for him, I wasn't just anyone. I stared across the dinners table at him, brow lifted, "This was a waste of my time, Mr. Novaletti. I'm not interested." I wasn't interested in anyone for that matter. The love of my life was photography.

Displeased with my answer, Micah leaned back in his chair and pinned me with a venereal stare. "I'm not asking you to marry me, Elise. I just want to fuck you."

Deep within those winter blue eyes, I could see that he wanted so much more.
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A D/S story, also available to read on Inkitt!