Lucy POVOnce again, the sack was thrown over my head. Antonio wished for a dramatic facial reveal. There was no longer anything unique about me. My brown eyes no longer had that glimmer of mischief, love, and crazy enthusiasm, and my brown skin no longer shone with youth and pleasure. However, my dark curls remained the same. Curly, kinky, untamed, and wild. They were sweet and velvety as they cascaded from my back to my waist. Over time, my physique had transformed. Even after all the terrible things I had to go through to obtain it, I liked the hourglass figure I got from my athletic build.The door opening jarred me out of my reverie. Although I could hear someone enter, the stairs were perfectly quiet, thus I was unable to identify the newcomer's gender. "Son!" Antonio applauded. That clarifies my concerns. "What do you want, Antonio?" I felt a little chill at the sound of the fresh voice. The Italian accent in the words, together with how deep, velvety, and dominating it was,
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