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"What the fuck is that?" he screamed

I looked tohere he had pointed in confusion Mu for a few days, so I’d done a couple of loads and put the that I’d be out of comfortable underwear by tomorrow I’d put a couple of pairs of knickers on the heater to dry Frank pushed his screae-filled face so close to mine that he spat onyour underwear at et inside you, Emily, you filthy little whore! I’ sick it is to put that on display in front of ht to control the tears

With his hand firripped in my hair, he reeled me around and slapped me as hard as he could on the side of rip held me still so I took the full brunt of the hit It wasn’t the first time I’d tasted blood

"Little whores like you are never sorry," he sneered "Don’t think I don’t know you’re out trying to get it whenever you can, because I won’t give it to you"

He hit ain so hard that I was dizzy It was testament to how fucked in the head he was, that he equatedunderwear on a rack in the laundry rooht as to where these beatings would eventually lead

I WOKE WITH A START and as usual after the nights, I tried breathing deeply to gain control before I hyperventilated When I caught sight of O’Connell’s unconscious forht so He was still laying facedown next to ently, he went froerous, to vulnerable and cute I couldn’t help but stare It was probably the only chance I’d ever have to study hi jaw held the hint of a five o’clock shadow, but that only softened the ‘in your face’ sexiness of those sharp cheekbones He kept the sides of his hair aled in messy spikes, was now deliciously ruh it even ly beautiful eyes I’d ever seen As breathtaking as they were, they always held an edge of danger and barely controlled violence Even when he was calerous man I’d ever met He opened them up, and this close I could see the flecks of silver in the blue that made them so re the aht before

He looked nervous, and I knew that he aiting for ently at hiony in anticipation offor breakfast in bed, I’rinned, and his relief that I hadn’t balled him out, was palpable

"I totally owe you that," he replied

"It would be pretty a "I’ve never had breakfast in bed"

"No?" he said in astonishment "What, never?"

I turnedyet to share the details of my sad and pathetic life