Stopped Belonging to Him
Jason Schwartz had been a close friend of my father's, despite the age gap.
The year I met him, I was fearless, the kind of girl who thought nothing could touch her.
I bit down hard on the hand he offered me.
Jason just laughed.
"You're adorable," he said. "Like a little wolf."
On my 18th birthday, he shoved me onto the bed, his eyes red, as if he had been holding back for years.
"Diana, I've finally waited long enough for you to grow up."
He was the one who pulled me into that first flutter of desire, the one who led me across every line I wasn't supposed to cross.
I grew into exactly the kind of girl he wanted.
The day my father was hacked to death by his enemies, Jason took my ha
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