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He Wouldn't Kiss Her
Violet's POV I collapsed on my bed angrily as the day’s events came flooding in. I hated Jason for doing this to me, why were all rich people like this? He didn’t like me but yet he only wanted me for s****l pleasure and I had given in without any resistance. I threw the pillow angrily as I held my face. Why the hell can't I resist him? “This is not good, I had done something so despicable,” I said to myself in anger. “Why did you allow him to use you, again?” I asked myself as I stared at the mirror in anger. Jason didn’t deserve me, he just wanted a w***e and I was there. I had to be more professional, this marriage was a contract and I had to realize that. Feeling very ashamed of myself, I ripped the dress off my body as I went into the bathroom for a cool shower. After taking m
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