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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 43284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
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I followed him out of the room where he turned to me with a knowing look. We knew each other well enough that when I told him in that room that she was mine, he would understand what I was going to ask him next.

“Joe can you give it at least an hour before you pick him up?” My old friend just gave me a look before nodding. “Don’t make me regret this Gabe, keep it this side of the cemetery.”

“He’ll live the fuck.”

I took her home and put vengeance out of my head for now. She’d had a rough week no thanks to me, and I needed to make up for it and then some. I gave her a bath finally and for once there was nothing sexual as I used the soft cloth to clean her up. Not that my dick wasn’t hard as fuck, but she needed this now more than she needed me pouncing on her.

“You shouldn’t have kept this from me. I don’t care what was going on you know you should’ve called me as soon as that fucker put his hands on you.” She was just laying there wordlessly letting me tend to her.

“I didn’t think I was supposed to. I thought you needed time.”

“That aside, this was an emergency I don’t care what the hell is going on, you never do this shit again. Not that the shit is ever gonna happen again, but anything hurts you in the future I’m the first to know you got that?”

She nodded her head and told me to stop fussing. Yeah, like that was gonna work. “Anything else happen while I was busy trying to get my head from outta my ass?” I was cleaning between her legs with my bare hands, having discarded the cloth. I wasn’t that much of a fucking gentleman.

She shook her head once more and I touched her pussy going inside with my fingers. “I’m going to bring you off, and then put you to bed, the doc said you needed rest.”

True to my word I fingered her to climax while our tongues mated, before taking her from the cool water and drying her off. In the bedroom I laid her on the bed so that I could rub sweet smelling shit into her skin.

“I have a surprise for you baby, I was gonna save it for a better time, but I think now’s good enough.” I left her long enough to go to the safe to retrieve her ring. She started crying as soon as she saw it.

I ignored her tears and took her hand in mine. “This never comes off, not even in the grave. Every time you look at this I want you to remember, this is just a reminder of what you are to me. I will spend every day making you happy no matter what. And baby, stop crying, listen to me, our worse days are behind us, I’ll see to it that you never have another day of doubt in your life.”

I slid the rock on her finger and we both admired my handiwork. “Is it real, are you really asking me to marry you?” She was looking at that thing like it was sacred, women and their diamond shit.

“Yes it’s real and I’m not just asking you to marry me, I’m telling you that you belong to me. You are now the sole property of one Gabriel Darcy. Now kiss me I have to go run some errands while you take your nap. If you’re a really good girl, daddy’ll eat your pussy for you when he gets back.” Her eyes lit up at that one and it worked to distract her.

It was under that pretense that I was able to leave her and head for her old house. I was in a cold rage and was amazed at my ability to hold that shit in for as long as I had. Someone had put hands on her while she was mine. It didn’t matter that he was her father, none of that meant shit to me.

Once again I didn’t knock before walking in. One again he reacted to my intrusion. “What the fuck do you want now? I should call the law for what you did, taking my kid outta here like that, but the little bitch was more trouble than she was worth anyway so good riddance I say.”

The fucker was sitting in front of the T.V. in an old easy chair with a whiskey in one hand and a beer in the other. His words were slurred and his eyes were bloodshot. Was he like this when he hit her?

Did he even know was he even aware of what he’d done? How fucking off was his perception when he was this fucking hopped up? I pulled him up from the chair and waited for his bloodshot eyes to focus. “Hey what you…”


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