Chapter 55

The cold air greeted me as soon as I opened the doors to my home reminding me of his absence. The scent of him was slowly fading from the little articles of clothing he had left behind and I dreaded the day it would be all long gone.

Lillie’s words kept on ringing clearly in my head all the time, like an alarm but it was already too late. I had feelings for him. I had feelings for the guy who paid me to prostitute myself to him. I numerously tried to deny myself of what I felt, claiming it was only lust I felt for him as he was the first man, that had ever shown interest in me, that I had ever been with but, I couldn’t deny the happiness he brought to me anytime we were together. I felt safe with him, whole if you would say it. He gave me opportunities that I would have had to move mountains to get them. He was my... daddy?

Even the thought of that word set fire to my loins. It had been long since that part had been given attention. It did give it time for it to rest as it was alwa