He had only touched that one spot over my panties, yet he had completely overwhelmed me.
He said he could make me come in less than a minute, and he did. It was pathetic.
It was final.
I had to do a full-face plastic surgery, change my name—and live among the humans.
That would be the only way.
I had crossed a line I shouldn’t have, especially since I didn’t even want to be with him. It was an in the moment type of thing, and I hadn’t expected for him to make me feel that way.
Releasing a growl of frustration, I slammed my fist against the shower wall. I wasn’t in the mood to explain to Dad why he needed to fund a new showerhead because I broke it, so I quickly turned off the water.
All I had to do was avoid him, but—no. I followed him, slept in his bed—allowed him to touch me…
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