Chapter sixteen

Rylee

Manolo was done playing games the previous night and I had ignored him. I was desperately looking to bite off his dick at that instant but he left quickly. I had a feeling he was just trying to get me to the edge of my feelings. It wasn't the first time he did that but I also knew it wasn't going to be his last. I figured he harassed me because I wasn't up to his standard or he wanted to play with me. it wasn't news that Manolo would rather eat dust than be with a poor girl. I wasn't on his level but I wished he stopped seeing me as a plaything. I wasn't a dog begging for treats at his table. I had given him a disdainful look and he walked away shamefully.

He must have been so ashamed of himself. Parading and showing his thighs to me. His tricks were lame and I needed to put him in his place. I thought of warning him and sealing it off with insults he would sit and think about for hours but I kept mute. He had seen my face and took a hint.

Manolo was becoming sickening and I had