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6. For my own good?
After breakfast, Joon took me out of my chair and put me on his hip with my head on his shoulder. I hated how close I was to my captor. I hated how my body made contact with his. I wanted to be as far away from him as possible. In my mind, I had run already half a mile from these psycho men. I never liked physical contact because I had only bad experiences with it. So, them touching me was absolutely the worst.
I saw that we were walking towards the living room with David following us. While they were talking I was taking in my surroundings. I needed to know how this house looked like so when I could walk again I knew my fastest route out of this house.
"Joon you should really see this, she looks so cute with you!" David squealed.
"Then take a photo babe. I would like to see the
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Forced To Become Someone Else's Fantasy 10. Rule number ten
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