HIS TOY
It tickled, and this time my laugh sounded real.
“I'm Owen Winters, dummy. It's you I'm worried about,” he replied, his hands moving to my breast.
“I'm Amelia Xavier, daughter of Dylan Xavier, one who doesn't fear a Xavier, doesn't fear anything at all.” I laughed, partly because he finally grabbed my breast and partly because my words sounded as though I were bragging.
Owen laughed, his frosty eyes sparkled with a better emotion. I loved this man, but… fuck it.
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