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JESSICA
It was a stubborn thing to do, and I knew it. But sometimes a dog can’t help but go back to smell its own vomit.
It felt important to confront him one more time, not to mention getting back the money he took from me. Even though it would be easier to fall under the spell of a big, powerful Italian, I couldn’t ignore the way my very own father had used me.
I’d given up everything to care for him—my friends, hobbies, interests—to the extent that I didn’t even know who I was anymore.
But one thing I knew after meeting Lorenzo, he was my safe place.
Shoot, even while waiting for a cab to take me to the trailer park, I didn’t even think of turning back. It was like just knowing Lorenzo meant I carried a bit of his power inside me, and I wasn’t one bit scared of what I was about
