However, there was something about the way she said it. Perhaps it was the true and actual fear in her eyes and voice, perhaps it was her struggling, ...erhaps it was her tears, or even something deeper between the two of them, but the man seemed to believe her. He loosened his grip on her, but still kept her still. Im going to let go of you. You will not run or scream. You will stay here, and continue acting like this is nothing more than any other night with any other person. Her breathing was. " She poured him a drink from the decantor. In an instance she has raised his status to that of a man, a drinking man, a fucking man. Secretly he squeezed his right hand into a fist. Yes, you did it, Bernie Boy. He gulped down his drink and made a hasty retreat, not wanting to make a fool of himself by exhibiting too much jubilation.He lied in bed, thinking about tomorrow's challenge. This was a chance he had long waited for. He could either make this the first in a string of happy endings. ” Even at that age she hated being called ‘Opie’ and she thought that’s why her mother called her that. To her Opie sounded like a boy’s name. Her father once told her she was named after a song but her mother told her she was named after a crazy woman. Regardless, she didn’t like it. No did she not like the name Ophelia at all. She pretended her name was something else and that she was a Princess with a stable of white ponies who had names like ‘Sunflower’ and ‘Rose Petal’. Ophelia remembered. Tears of anger were blurring her vision as she willed herself not to cry. This was just a lesson to be learned right? She angrily swiped the tears from her eyes threw her phone across the room. Things wouldn’t change, and it was stupid to think they would. Gabriel was always a horndog and poor virgin Desiree couldn’t change that. Desiree left her room and marched down the stairs to the kitchen heading straight for the freezer. Ice cream would hit the spot right about now. Desiree said nothing.
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