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rape me like everyone else has. I keep hearing Ian’s voice

in my head saying,

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“You’re my little whore. No one will ever want you after

I’m done with you. You’re nothing but a filthy whore.”

Maybe he’s right. Why would anyone want me? Why

would anyone want something that has been broken and

used so many times? I can’t take this anymore.

* * *

It’s been about 30 minutes since Vince last talked to

me. He’s still in the chair next to the bed looking at his

phone. I never realized how HOT Vince truly is. I don’t understand why I’m feeling this way.

Especially with what has happened to me. My mind is all

over the place with this man. But the way his brown eyes

light up when he glances at me and the smile that plays on

his lips. As I’m taking in the sight of him in front of me I

notice that his arms are so huge. You can definitely tell he

works out or does some kind of heavy lifting. I just want to

lick his arms.

Like DAMN!

My thoughts are interrupted as the nurse finally walks in

to tell me that I’m free to go home. But that home is with

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Vince now. I’m so ready to go with him but I’m still so

scared of what is to come.

“Let me look at your stitches real quick to make sure they

are healing correctly,” the nurse says. She seems new. She

smells like strawberries and is tall and slim. Her blonde

curls bounce as she walks over to me and her hands are

cold as she touches my stomach and I wince.

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