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"Bad Girls don't get what they want, especially when they don't ask nicely." ____________________________________________ "You have no idea what I am capable of, and I assure you that you will not like it. I suggest you not underestimate me. The second you do, you'll regret it for the last seconds you have left to live." ____________________________________________ He just grasped my hand and yanked me in the other room, pinning me against the wall with his whole torso touching mine and the gun pressed against my lower abdomen. "Shut the sass out of that pretty mouth of yours, Wife," he demanded. What am I? His toy? "Why would I do that?" "Cause if you don't I will bend you on my table and fuck you for the whole office to hear and know who you belong to," he whispered it against my neck, his breath hitting my sweet spot. I clenched my jaw because of what he just told me and he smirked at my reaction. "But you would like that, wouldn't you," he said, coming dangerously close to my lips and I just rolled my eyes and pushed him away. I hate it. I fucking goddamn hate it. I fucking goddamn hate it when he's right.
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