WILLIAM
The way my stepmom pounded on the door made me flinch in fear and I glanced at Michael in worry.
“Don't worry about anything,” He whispered, fixing my hair. “Just sit and act like you're busy.” He added and I nodded, making my way to my desk before settling there.
He finally pulled the door open, and she stormed in, her eyes narrowed in annoyance as she first glared at me, where I was seated, before turning to Michael.
“That dumb secretary of yours wouldn't let me come see after so long!” She complained, crossing her arms with a pout on her lips and I tried to keep my focus on the tablet in front of me.
I tried not to wince due to how my butt felt sore but I knew for a fact that I would gladly let him f**k anywhere, anyway. It wasn't my fault I was a s*x addict. A nymphomaniac
