He didn’t stop there. It was as if madness had taken over us again. He took me against the ground in front of the fireplace. Again on the armchair, while I was on top of him, and again against the wall.
By the time we finished our fifth round, I was swollen and aching, bone-tired, sprawled over him.
There are many things in this world that are still a mystery to me. I have been writing since I was 15, on and off. I try to sustain myself financially while doing what I love, but to strive financially, I often lose the drive to write the stories I enjoy and love. It would be my great honor to share my world of fiction, fantasy, and romance with you all. So if you love the stories I write, any support will be appreciated. With All the love ~Violet
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