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“Ms. Underwood, you looked exquisite on your knees.”
You made me very proud today. And you are more than enough. You are perfect.
“Are you sleeping with my dad?” I scoff, shaking my head. “No,” I reply with conviction, because I’m not. But I really fucking wish I were.
“Such a good girl,” he murmurs, and I breathe it in. Those words are a serotonin boost for my soul. They tell me I’m safe, adored, valued, and have nothing at all in the world to worry about.
