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"Take her," the dangerous man orders casually, like I'm the most boring little human he's ever encountered in his life.

"I said stay the fuck away!" I yell at him this time, causing him to tilt his head in amusement.

"A little girl like you shouldn't be swearing at your elders. It's bad habit. Your daddy should have taught you better."

Hold on. My daddy. And if I heard correctly the first time, the other man had mentioned something about 'daughter' and 'grown woman'. Shit! What's going on? This must be Darius Hunter! And how do they know about my existence!? Oh no! My father! Have they taken him? Have they hurt him?

"Darius... Hunter?" I stutter in sheer terror, the dangerous man tensing as I mention his name.

"You know my name. I don't know if I should be impressed or disappointed," Darius chuckles, amusement seeping into his tone.

"Errrm... I... Where's my father...?" My demand sounds more like a plea, my voice shuddering in painful anticipation.

"Waiting for you at my place. He said we should come get you. I didn't expect you to be old enough to beat up my man. I am definitely impressed, and your value, my dear, has just gone up."
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Allison, a confined young woman who finds solace in books and writing, is thrust into a world of danger and deceit when her father, Frank, a reformed gambler turned priest, sells her to Darius Hunter, the infamous "Devil of California," to settle an old debt. Darius tries everything possible to break Allison for his pleasure, promising himself not to touch her innocence. Yet, as Allison navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, she discovers hidden strengths, forms unexpected bonds, and unravels the dark secrets of her family’s past. Amidst turmoil and passion, Allison and Darius find themselves entangled in a powerful and transformative love story, punctuated by shocking twists and turns.

Her Master's desire

My heart races wildly, pounding in my chest as I shove my way through the crowd, desperate to escape. Tears prick the corners of my eyes, and no matter how hard I try, I can't block out the ghostly flashes of that horrible moment—Darius's junk in my mouth. It's like a nightmare on a loop, taunting me, shredding my self-control with every haunting memory.

I want to scream. I want to cry until the world drowns in my tears. *What the hell was I thinking?* Oh, right—I wasn't. Not one single thought in my head, except... why didn't Darius stop me? Why did he just stand there, letting it happen? Did he find it funny? Was he laughing at me behind those dark, hollow eyes? My cheeks burn with humiliation. I can almost hear the mocking words he'd throw around later, how he'd make me the punchline of some twisted joke.

The tears come harder now, spilling freely down my face, hot and furious.

Chapter 54