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"We shouldn't, your son is my fiancé." I whispered sounding unsure and very hostile.
He watched me carefully with his dark blue eyes before tilting his head gently to the right, the same blue eyes that had just watched me undress a couple minu...
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I stayed in my room the remainder of the day, too afraid to see my father and brother. Bodhi sent me a text stating that he'll be out of town for a while, they had a game and he just couldn't miss it. Which was fine by me because as soon as he gets back I'll have to get pregnant with his child, which means I'll forever be trapped in this hell hole.
I sat inside my closet with only my black undergarments on, the mirror in front of me revealed all my bruises and scars. My knees were up to my chest as my arms wrapped around them, I stared at my reflection with nothing but emptiness on my face. It was midnight now, and I wasn't even close to being tried.
I stood up and grabbed my robe, I needed to see him. Kaz is the only person who could make me forget everything and doesn't disgust me. I peeked my head out in the hallway making sure there wasn't anyone walking around, once the coast was clear I carefully walked down the hallway.
I remember Bodhi telling me his dad's room was in the back of the hallway and had the biggest doors in the entire house. I'm going into this blindly and risking a lot but I need to see him. I stood in front of two huge doors, my hand hovering over the doorknob.
My dad would kill me, he'd strangle me to death.
I twisted the doorknob and slipped inside, I quietly closed the door. My eyes quickly scanned his entire room, it was huge. It's like a house in a room, there was a kitchen, a living room, and a bedroom. I spotted his clothes laid out against his bed, my ears picked up on the sound of the shower running. I locked his door before slowly walking over to where the sound of water was coming from, l allowed my robe to slip off my body before unclipping my bra.
His huge bathroom was marble with a rain system as a shower, the shower was out in the open with no doors surrounding it. The palm of both his hands was pressed against the marble wall in front of him with his head down between his arms as water ran down his entire body, his completely tattooed back facing me. The sight was mouthwatering, I pushed my panties down my legs while being as quiet as possible.
He was going to see all my flaws, my bruises, and scars. The thrill of it all excited me more than anything, I'd let him do anything to me right now.
I walked towards him on my tippy toes, the warm water wet my hair and body. My arms wrapped around his chest as my hands touched his shoulders, my lips immediately fell on his neck. His hands left the wall as his back straightened, my lips moved sloppily along his neck and shoulder.
I've never had shower sex and I want him to be the first, he was sculpted like a god who wouldn't want him to be their first for everything.
"Did you miss me?" I whispered inside his ear.
He chuckled, it was raspy and deep. "Darling, I've longed for you."
Shivers crawled up my back, a warm feeling filled my stomach.
