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Don’t get your head all twisted, Ara, I scold myself

My eyes flutter shut as hethe skin andthe ache there I can’t help but release a sound of appreciation This earnsmy eyes

Is everything I do a turn-on to this man?

He does this for a good a into bed I lie on oes dark, the click sounding from the lamp he turned off beside his bed I try to let et so arms wrap around my waist, and he slides ainst his front

“Don’t you dare try me Don’t run from me Hell is a place I’ you there to teach you a lesson” With his threat, I’ A meek “Yes” leaves my lips, and there are no more words spoken between us

I wait for what feels like hours—but really, itto even out, indicating his slumber, but that never happens Instead, I fall asleep first, erous man wrapped around me

…

The ht is akes me I don’t feel arms aroundno one is there It’s e fro moves I know for sure I’m alone

I stretch outout of bed My feet hit the floor, and I unhurriedly stand, not wanting to make too much noise I tiptoe to the bathroom, and after I relieve myself, I wash ain, deciding what I should do next Seeing the closet, I

Anything I find could possibly help me One never knows

Flipping on the light, I’m met with an impressive wardrobe of suits and nice dress shoes An island is centered in the decent-sized closet The top is glass with a view of his expensive watches andthe first one, I see his socks and boxer briefs I sift through the I could use later If I familiarize myself hat I have to ith, it could equal a possibility of an easier escape My father would be so proud if he kneas thinking like the men orship him