"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine.
"Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel al...
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
For this chapter play Georgia by phoebe bridgers and this is me trying by Taylor Swift
When we arrived at home I watched as he was not surprised by our evident wealth and I got the idea that he probably grew up in a house just like this one. When we walked inside, Isobel and Daddy were cooking dinner in the kitchen and paused when they saw us.
"I had no idea we were having guests for dinner?" Isobel spoke softly wiping her hands on her red apron,
"Isobel, Daddy this is my-" I paused realizing I had no idea what to introduce him as, "this is my Jude, and he'll he spending the weekend with us hope you don't mind?"
"Jude Ace, It's my sincirest pleasure to meet you Mr Nkole, you too ma'am I didn't mean to impose this evening so I hope my presence won't be too much of a bother." Jude spoke in an articulate and polite manner I'd never heard from him before,
Isobel glanced towards my father and smiled.
"It's no bother Jude it's a pleasure to meet you, Cora here never brings anyone home to meet us so feel free to take a seat in the living room while we get dinner ready." She beamed and she had this glow to her skin I couldn't quite explain,
