Chapter 33*-Happy birthday, angel

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I wake up once again in his arms. How is he such a gentleman outside of the bedroom, but when we fuck, he literally calls me his little slut or a pretty little whore.

I force those thoughts out of my head as I jump out of bed, realizing I only have 20 minutes left to get ready for my party.

,, Sir ! Come on, we need to get ready ! Hurry ! " I shake Mattheo frantically, which I had a little remorse for, because he looked like and angel when he was sleeping.

,, Ok, ok. Calm down, my love. You're worth waiting over. " He smiles tiredly as he slowly gets out of bed.

What was I going to wear ? How should I do my makeup ? Should I wear heels or boots ?

Those thoughts were silenced as Mattheo hands me a dress and a pair of heels, smiling knowingly.

,, My savior. " I say with a thankful look as I get dressed as fast as I can.

Right after I see it and try it on, I run out of the bathroom and to my bedroom mirror to see how it fits.

It was a very pretty dress, bus wasn't it too much ?

The dress:

,, Sir, I don't mean to be rude, but isn't it- " I say as he cuts me off

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,, Sir, I don't mean to be rude, but isn't it- " I say as he cuts me off.

,, Too much ? Princess, it's your birthday. " He smiles, hugging my waist from behind.

,, I know, but aren't people gonna stare at me ? " I say.

,, I know how to fight, angel. " He whispers softly in my ear and smirks.

,, Right. " I clear my throat, trying to look a little less turned on that I actually was.

Right before we could leave for the party, Mattheo stops me.

,, Can I give you the rest of the presents now ? The ,, spicy ones " I mean ? " He chuckles lowly, smirking softly.

,, I- sure. " I say, not sure what to expect.

He goes to his wardrobe, opens a drawer and pulls out a big bag. It looked like it had a lot in it.

He starts getting things out of it. First, he pulls out a big, red satin box and sets it onto my makeup table.

I slowly open it, widening my eyes as I see what it contains.

,, Are these for me ? " I ask, surprised and blushing.

,, Yes. " He chuckles more and smirks softly.

I take one of the chokers in my hand. I took the one that said ,, Slut " and run my hand over the beautiful crystals the word was engraved with.

The choker:

The choker:

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