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Fifty five- The Word Was Stop

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Alessandra's POV

Once I got in the bathroom I took deep breaths trying to steady my breathing....mtrying to think.

And then someone grabbed me.

My back hit the wall with a dull thud.

I looked up to see Jeremy

He caged me in, arms braced on either side, standing far too close

“Jeremy, what are.....”

He pressed a finger to my lips.

What the fuck?

“I didn’t think you’d want to finish this here,” he said, voice low, like it was something secret something we shared. “I knew you’d come around eventually.”

Wait ..... What?

Before I could get a word in, his mouth crashed into mine.

I froze, then shoved at his chest, but it was like trying to move a wall. He didn’t budge. His lips left mine and moved to my neck.

“Jeremy stop it.”

It came out too soft barely above a whisper. But I knew he heard me.

He didn’t stop.

“Jeremy. Stop it.”

My voice rose that time. Firmer. Shaken.

He didn’t listen.

His fingers were at the button of my pants, fumbling like he had
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Jeremy wife to be u'was forcing her for u to do do , Alex u did a great job let me just mark one for u and Killian is your younger brother that wanted to do do your butterfly ......
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