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He explained, his voice steady and smooth as if he was definitely sure of what he was saying and wasn't willing to change his words for anything. “Excuse me, Mr. D'amor, I am not a golddigger like you are claiming. Like you said, it was just reckless behavior from both sides so why do I get to be the bad person here?” I responded. “Because every woman would fake a pregnancy or lie to the world that I raped her just to make me accept her,” He retorted. “I would never do that. What do you take me for? I don't see the need to say such things about me in a normal conversation like this.” I shot back.

Because in lowering myself before him, and disavowing everything I’ve ever known, I’ve played into every concept that the Atalaxian’s have regarding womankind: that we’re wayward, and stupid, and that all we need is a strong Alpha’s guiding hand to show us the way. In thus debasing myself, I think – I hope – I have made my first step towards fooling this man into thinking that I, too, am just a foolish little woman.

Amanda says, while giving him a flirtatious smile. The man, reciprocating that smile, said to her. —It's true, most men tend to be macho, aggressive, arrogant. They think they are superior to women. But, in my case, let's say that I would be an exception. I lived for a long time with my father, I saw how he treated my mother and how she suffered from his treatment.

The stricter of the twin lectured Angelo. “How many times are they going to say- that I should act like a proper lady? I’m not even a lady in the; first place. I’m a man. Why should I act like a prim and proper young lady when I was born to be wild and unruly.” Angelo whined in his mind but, he acted as calm and collected- on the outside. After all, he’s trained not to engage in an argument, especially with ladies. “Then do you have- something that’s like not killer heels?” Angelo tried to bargain.

said Sean. Maria who was attracted by Sean's words finally stopped her laughter. She glanced at Jake who looked indifferent even though Sean said that. His mouth that was tired of laughing finally stopped the woman. "Anita, as a woman you have to be elegant. It's not good to chase a man like that, come on... Just leave him alone, he'll soon be fascinated by you," said Maria giggling softly, she took Anita's hand to get to where Aciel was burning that meat.

Marianne and the rest at the table had heard what Florence had just said to John. Everyone has the same thoughts that ‘If Leonna had been a man, then she would have been similar to John.’ “Mum, really…” said Leonna, trying to lighten up the situation as she feels bothered by what the others must be thinking. However, the look on Florence’s face that alarmed her.

He mostly prefers to remain a silent listener in our conversation. Unlike me, Damien has zero resistance whenever he spots any beautiful woman. Doesn't matter if she is single or taken. But on the other hand, I don't go down on women. Neither I go after married women. That's doesn't make me a saint. I do have my fair share with women and any beautiful women is nothing more than another means to my necessity. "How the fuck did that ugly duckling manage to get such a bomb like wife?" Damien asked me with a question whereas his eyes showed his disbelief. I rolled my eyes.

“You don't need to be jealous. She’s a woman just like I am.” “She met you as a man,” he answered right away. “And besides...” His eyes narrowed further. “You should've waited for me instead of going with Chad.” “You also don't have to be jealous of Chad,” I sighed. “He's literally a womanizer! He doesn’t ‘like’ people because he never commits.” “But you're a woman.” “He knows me as a man.” “You're still a woman.” I closed my eyes. For one very long second, I questioned whether this conversation was actually happening.

He continues. “Excuse me?” My grip around my clutch tightens, my knuckles whitening, anger coursing through my veins. “I’m still talking here,” he says with a smile as if that’s supposed to make things better. “You see, that’s just how men are… vigorous. You women need to learn your place instead of playing businesswoman.” I stare at him, wondering if I’d somehow wandered into the wrong century. I really want to grab the flower vase on the table and slam it on his head.

"It isn't the money. I don't plan on paying for the use of your body when I know you'll willingly give it." Damian obviously saw the lust I tried to hide and it only makes my resolve to keep him at arm's length that much stronger. "A good Dom respects a Domme and they don't feel the need to control everyone. You aren't the first Dom," I say the word "Dom" like it tastes bad, "to think he can flick a magical switch and make me into something I'm not."