I couldn’t see anything, and it made me all the more nervous. The man knew all my plans. He knew I was leaving the country, and he stopped me. Somehow it took very little for him to convince me to stay.How he knew that I planned to leave was lost on me, but it also scared me a little. He knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. It wasn’t fair.“Are we going to have dinner when I’m blindfolded?” I asked.“Who said anything about dinner?”“I thought—”“If you’re hungry, we can eat first before I unravel what I have planned for you,” he whispered.“I want to see your face,” I said softly, but it came out as a plea. I hated begging, especially when it came to a man. I hated most of the men I interacted with.It was the reason I was a virgin until I was almost in my mid-twenties.But this one did something to me. He made me act in ways I would have never acted before. He had me on my knees for him like a slave. All he had to do was say something, and I would jump to do it in a he
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