What a Pity

WARNING: MATURE

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love:
noun
an intense feeling of deep affection.

Let's put it to the test.

Do you care about their feelings?

Do you want to make them happy?

Would you protect them?

Live for them?

Kill for them?

Die for them?

Would they do the same for you?

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Evelyn hated her life since she was a child, taken from her home in New York and forced into a very sad reality in Italy. A reality of disgusting men doing disgusting things. The most powerful mafia boss, Viper, became obsessed with Evelyn when he first saw her. He taught her how to shoot at nine, kill without leaving a trace of evidence at twelve, how to be the perfect woman at fourteen. Most importantly he taught her sex, and that it's her only purpose. Instead of it bringing her down like he intended...

She learned how to use it.

She finally ended up back in her true home in Queens getting a job as a stripper.

But who knew a lap dance could make her get shoved back into the life she was trying to flee.

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He walks closer to me. "I heard you, Evelyn." He smirks. "Your gasps and moans, even your whimpers. I heard them." He says, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "What were you thinking about? Hm?" He questions.

"Are you implying that I was thinking about you?" I smirk. "Very bold of you."

"Bella, why imagine when you can just ask?" He whispers, his lust filled eyes scanning over my face.

I'm really having my main character moment.

I smirk. "Is that what you want? You want to bend me over and fuck me?" He steps closer, our bodies pressing against each other. (Yes I'm a whore but you are too because why else are you still here?)

Warning: MATURE

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