A dominant man and persistent man fills the head with unholy thoughts.
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Rebecca tugged at the hem of the dress and tried to adjust the spaghetti arm that dug too tightly into her skin. She scrunched her face, there was no hope for such a dress.
Most of her breasts were exposed and the fabric outlined every single curve of her body. Not to mention it barely covering her thighs.
She felt naked as Diego's eyes looked her up and down. She didn't see desire in his eyes, just a simple scrutinizing gaze.
"Next." He said coldly for the tenth time.
She should have expected that much when he dragged her out of her room very early in the morning to find her suitable outfits to wear around his house.
"Can't you just let me decide on what I want?!" She emphasized on the word "I" as she spo
