Nobody's Perfect
“How could she think she was broken? She was fucking perfection. She had been from the moment he first saw her across the restaurant at the hotel. Hell, he was the broken one.He reached up to brush a hank of hair from her shoulder and resisted the desire to press his lips against her neck. "So perfect, mi mariposa. Don't ever let me hear you call yourself broken again. Do you hear me?""You know nothing about me. About what I am.""I know all that is important."Savi caught him by surprise when she turned around and looked up at him. Her anguished face tore at his gut. So tiny, petite. He hated that men had taken advantage of her just because they were bigger, more powerful, than she was. Maybe he should take her to the downstairs gym at the club and help her gain confidence and strength by working out, so that no one would intimidate her again.Hell, he couldn't do that. She'd freak out if she went anywhere near the club. Besides, the dungeon lay just beyond the weight room. He huffed to ...himself at the ridiculous thought.MoreLess
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