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VALERIE. I glance up at him, but he’s still out of it. Taking a deep breath, I continue. Another painful thirty or forty minutes later, I’m done. I think I’ve got them all, but I will have him get a scan just to be sure, for now, this will help him immensely. I sit back after glueing the deep cut
“You’re getting braver, little mate…” he remarks, his arm bent under his head. “Of course I am.” I smile at him before I turn my back to him and settle down on the pillow. Despite leaving some place between us, I feel nervous. My heart thudding as I feel him shift position, moving a little closer.
VALERIE. I stretch, moaning slightly as I take all the kinks out of my body and yawn softly. I’ve definitely slept for ages because I can feel it. I snuggle back into the sheets, yawning again. Mm, these sheets smell so good… My eyes snap open as I realise exactly whose scent this is. Zade! Las
His muscles ripple and my gaze flicks to them. So, I am having an effect on you… I resist a smirk as my gaze snaps up to his. Reluctantly, I remove my fingers, very aware that he was not wearing any boxers underneath. I tug on the string, undoing the knot before I pause, tilting my head. “I change
“More than like, Little Mate… I never realised you were so good at taking a cock,” he murmurs, his deep husky voice making my core clench, only fuelling the desire in me. “And you look so fucking pretty on your knees.” My stomach knots, his words snapping something inside of me, and I feel this su
ZADE. She’s been silent ever since I brought my pickup truck from the garage and began loading the luggage onto it. I didn’t give her an option because when I went to her place this morning; they had been through her things, even if barely anything was moved. The telltale signs and a little examin
A reminder that I lived in survival mode, whilst she lived in her perfect boxed house, playing doctor… “I’m not asking you to. All I’m saying is shift to this other place until the Arkan are taken care of. They know who you are, Valerie. You had pictures in your room.” “That’s my problem!” she sna
VALERIE. I’m hurting him all over again, but I’m panicking. Things are moving too fast. He can’t just make these decisions for me. I’m an adult and this isn’t right. You can’t just make these decisions alone, you're supposed to discuss them, not act like a caveman and just- take me away! This isn’