The Bratty Heiress
"...there will be no other men, I'm a very possessive stalker..." he breathed his words heavily while biting my ear.
"Luka...please..." I moaned my words and thrust my hips as his fingers pleased me, taking me higher with each stroke.
"Say it...say that you will be mine..."
My mind was clouded by lust, but somehow I knew that I was already his. that I wanted no one else since he kissed me.
"...yours, I will be yours, I am yours..." my hand caressed his hair and he was back to kissing my lips.
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Olga, you're his daughter,you're the heiress,you're coming back to him.
That was the nail to my coffin.
That was my fate.
That was my doom.
Luka,she's the boss's daugh
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