Mixed Feelings
"You are mine, No one has a right to touch you, hold you, or love you...You're all mine get that in your thick skull...I'll kill every single one who desires to have you or even think of having you, You belong to me only me your soul, your body everything belongs to me, only me...Do you get that" He said while gripping my chin with pressure, making me look into his eyes.
"Please... You're hurting me" I said, trying to free myself from his iron-like grip.
"Say it" he shouted on my face, gripping my chin even more tightly.
"Yes( sobbing ) yes... I'm yours" I said, sobbing and struggling to be freed from his grip.
Vanessa foster 18 years old cute, naive, and kind-hearted person. she
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