He chuckled to himself once he was back into the shelter of his own shop. She was definitely the perfect pair for him. So lenient and willing to please him and have him touch her. He was definitely looking forward to breaking that spirit she had about her. The fire in her that burned bright enough to match that hair of hers perfectly. He stroked his razor grinning evily as he looked out the window.
She bit her lip in worry when she didn't hear him coming back down to her. Surely he wanted her as much as she wanted him. She felt the stiff bulging in his pants when he was pressed against She hadn't just imagined that right? She couldn't have, though she had been retreating to the fantasies of her mind. It had become a minor distraction when Her dear Albert was still alive and Benjamin Barker lived above her, but it had become a daily necessity when she was left alone for so many years after they'd both left her.
She was in the middle of the dinner rush when she finally saw him again. He was out on the balcony looking down and focusing all of his attention on her. Chills ran down her spine when she looked into those beautifully dark eyes of his and took a shaky breath before breakng eye contact and continuing with her customers.
He growled softly as she turned from him and began serving , those fat pigs she called customers. He contemplated his situation before storming down the stairs and grabbing her roughly by the elbow pulling her into her shop. He was not one to wait for whatever he wanted, she was no exception to his desires.
She dropped her tray as he pulled her away. She frowned at him hollering about the dinner rush and calling to Toby to clean that up. She struggled against his grip but quickly found her efforts to be useless. She finally gave up and followed him reluctantly as he lead her down to the bakehouse.
He growled angrily, annoyed by her constant talking and shut the bakehouse door slmming her against a wall and pining her there.
"Did I ask for your opinions ?" he snarled keeping her pinned to the wall.
She winced and groaned softly as she collided sharply with the rough brick wall and stared up at him wide eyed in fear.
"N-no Mr.T. Bu' I have to ge' back to the dinner rush I go' customers wai'in' an'-"
He growled louder and smacked her across the face hard, stopping her in mid sentence.
"I don't need to be told of what you think you should be doing. You belong to me and shall do what I tell you to do. You stupid woman, you belong to me. And you will like it." he hissed at her, taking out his razor and holding it to her neck ready to cut her.
Tricks and Lies 3 by ~grapenut
He chuckled to himself once he was back int the shelter of his his own shop. She was definitely the perfect pair for him. So leniant and willing to please him and have him touch her. He was definitely looking forward to breaking that spirit she had about her. The fire in her that burned bright enough to match that hair of hers perfectly. He stroked his razor grinning evily as he looked out the window.
She bit her lip in worry when she didn't hear him coming back down to her. Surely he wanted her as much as she wanted him. She felt the stiff bulging in his pants when he was pressed against She hadn't just imagined that rig
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