Zack Dickson Onlyfans Novels & Stories

loud, athletic, and possessing a raw, masculine energy that seemed to vibrate through the walls of our house. Living with him felt like living next to a dormant volcano. I spent my days avoiding his gaze, terrified that if he looked at me too long, he’d see the hunger clawing at my insides. The OnlyFans account was my outlet. It was the only place where I could be the exhibitionist I secretly was, where I could scream and moan and offer my body to a thousand nameless strangers without the risk of my mother finding out.

She was a girl he wouldn't actually meet or bump into, if Zachary saw their very different statuses. Apart from her innocence and sincerity, Zachary was sure that she had nothing else. But he, Zachary Dawson, a mafia boss and heir to a conglomerate fortune in this country, was actually interested in this ordinary young woman. Even after his doctor stated that he finally had a phobia of women.

His looks were topnotch and could make any girl drool. She was always the conscious ones, but somehow, the smell of his cologne, his walking strides, the way he talked moving his lips got her mesmerized. It was too late before she realized who Zack was. A player who is not interested only in playing any girls, but playing two or more girls who are in a close relationship at the same time. Rachael could not help but cringe as she closed her diary, as put it in the drawer. Looking at the pictures Zack sent, different thoughts ran into her head.