Chapter 8:The Leak—Part 8.Sofia POV.It was too late to back out.Not like I wanted to, but then that was the right thing to do, but I couldn't.The water kept running, sliding down my face, inside my mouth, then all over me, over my collarbones, my tiny breasts, tracing every place his hard hand had touched lustfully.Every place I had allowed him to touch, the water washed me, making me feel again, washing the guilt that screamed inside of me.I scrubbed on my body, but still my touch felt different. I turned the shower off, holding the marble tiles for closure, my head against the tiles, the sound of a tiny drop of water hitting the floor making a faint sound.He was out there.The old man was probably waiting for me to come out of the shower and have a proper conversation with him, damning the decisions I had made when I was tipsy."Tristain." His name echoed in my head while I spread my lips wide while his fat thrust into me harder than he ever did.I reached for the doorknob,
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