“What the hell do you mean by can you sleep with me?” I bark, narrowing my eyes as I suppress any raging feelings. This girl surely will be the death of me. A growl leaves my lips as I roll my arms over my chest, watching her squirm. “Please Mr Antonio, I beg of you.” she pleads, her eyes turning glassy. Her head snaps towards her room continuously like she is expecting something bad to happen to her. The hem of her nightwear tightens as she fists them tightly, blinking back tears. My eyebrows squeeze up together, “Come in.” I grit out, letting the door wider. Just to make sure she is alright. I repeat the same mantra over, and over again so I don't snuffle her out of my room. My room is my safe haven, the only place I get to be me, and enjoy darkness without stress. But one look at the barbie I can tell she needs help. Helping without getting something back has ne
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