Her throat’s mine

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Aliyah's p.o.v “Get on your knees,” he demanded. Anger radiating off of him I didn't dare argue. I had pissed the boss and now I have to bear the consequences. I clenched my core, breathing through the crazy amount of adrenaline coursing through me as I lowered myself before him. “You want to see what they do in here huh?” He breathed heavily. “Imma show you.” His nostril flared as I looked up at him, in his brown pool I could see the anger mixed with something else. Something feral. Lust. He's quiet for a moment, watching and scrutinizing. “Undo my belt and lower my zipper,” heat pools in my core. My hand stilled, anticipation, I was horny as hell, I didn't move. Then I felt his grip on my hair. “Bellé, I won't repeat myself, be fast before I lose all sense of responsibility.” He b

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