THE WATER

“Haha! You are really going for it”.

Antonio laughed out.

Angela frowned and grabbed on his collar.

“I am not playing when I said fuck me”.

Antonio's eyes were wide with shock and surprise, then narrowed with satisfaction.

“First, we need to get rid of that blonde wig”.

“But…will you feel the same way without it?”

“Nonsense… I am fired up more than ever, with or without that blonde wig, I want to fuck you so hard…like I have always wanted to do”.

Angela's cheeks stained pink as he pulled the wig off her.

She is supposed to be scared knowing how cruel this man can be if he takes her with his full emotions, how messed up he can be in the head to stop himself from doing anything harmful.

She has seen him treat women like nothing but lifeless sex dolls.

She had just watched this man bash in the skull of one of his subjects and shoot another.

She knew what he was capable of, yet why is she suddenly aroused by this cruelty?

She had begged and cried to him to spare her many times they had s