Dominate me by Julia Romush (best motivational books to read TXT) 📕
"Yes. In return of..."
"I know your terms. Are you ready to hear mine?". I hate the way he looks at me. It makes my skin tingle.
I sold myself out to a powerful man. I became a mistress of a cruel and merciless man.
I need money in order to save my sister, and he is the one who's gonna give it to me. I should work for him for two months. I would never agree to this, but I have no choice other than share a bed with him.
I wish I knew the real price I would have to pay. What does it mean to be with him? Belong to him?
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I didn't need a lot of time to collect ... Almost nothing to collect. A small road bag has been enough to take all things I plan to take with me.
Favorite mug, toothbrush, pajamas and several sets of underwear. And then ... I have perfectly realized that with the last two points, most likely, will come to say goodbye.
Artem is unlikely to impress my trousers from the shopping center and quite conventional panties. Once he already expressed himself about my appearance, and I just decided not to give more drive for comments on my address.
As soon as I came out of the entrance, then to me immediately approached Alexander.
"Give me your bag", he seemed to ask, but immediately snatched her out of my hands, "I'll put her in the trunk now and get back to pick up other things."
"What things are there?". I did not immediately return to reality and realized that he was going to do, "we go somewhere?"
Hearing silence, for the time of which the driver managed to escape my bag and return to look at me. As I am on it.
"Is it all?". I understand correctly that other things remained in the apartment ...
"No, not right. It's all", I know that my answer was a rough, but I was not in the mood to communicate peacefully. "We can go."
Bypassing a man, I silently sat in the salon, from all the force closing the door.
"Wake me up as we arrive", if I remembered correctly, to go to the house Tim and, accordingly, his father was not less than thirty minutes.
Rejected, my head on the seat and covered my eyes. Memoirs broke into the head.
Again. Right evening of nostalgia titled "As I rolled to such life," and "As I dropped on exactly the bottom to Artem Asshole."
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