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I look down at the bracelet, running my fingers over it. It’s my style, and I want to wear it, but I don’t want to give Matthias the satisfaction of knowing I am. I don’t want him to think I have any interest in him.

I can’t.

“Well, put it on,” Margery urges me. “Did he buy the bracelet for you, or did you just leave it at his house?”

“He bought it for me.” I can’t help but tell her the truth.

“He knows you well. Simple and elegant. Wear it so you don’t lose it. Then, when you get home, you can put it away safely if you don’t want to wear it anymore,” Margery suggests. “But if you don’t want to, we can put it in the safe until you leave.”

I bite my lip, looking down at the bracelet once more. “No, I’ll wear it until I get home.”

CHAPTER 4

ADALISA

Sitting on my bed, I stare at the bracelet on my wrist. Should I take it off or leave it on? There’s no way he’s going to come by my house to see whether I’m wearing it or not before I go to bed.

I groan in frustration as I grab it. I shouldn’t want this. I shouldn’t want any of this, but here I am, contemplating it.

“No,” I mumble, ripping the bracelet off and placing it on my nightstand.

Standing up, I walk out of my room and toward the kitchen. There is no reason for me to even consider wearing it to bed.

But it’s your fantasy, my brain whispers.

I grip the kitchen counter as I take a deep breath. It is my fantasy, but I shouldn’t want it with Matthias. I don’t know him.

But you don’t need to know him right now. That can come later. You feel safe around him, my brain continues.

“Stop,” I mumble. “Just stop. I know I feel comfortable around him, but he knows so much about me. Things I haven’t told anyone. He knows too much and I know nothing about him.”

After getting a glass from the cabinet, I fill it with tap water and guzzle it down. Hopefully, this will calm me enough that I’llbe able to go to bed. I have to work tomorrow, and I don’t need to think about Matthias anymore. When I finish the water, I head back to my room, taking my clothes off, and sit on the edge of my bed, my eyes landing on the bracelet.

Without thinking, I pick up the bracelet and put it on. Maybe someone else will know what this bracelet means and come give me pleasure in the middle of the night. I scoff at that thought. The only person who knows what this bracelet means is Matthias.

“Nothing is going to happen,” I tell myself as I crawl under the blankets and fall asleep.

“Shhh,”someone whispers. “Everything is okay. Daddy is going to take good care of you.”

I sigh as my right leg is moved, draping over someone or something.

“Such a good girl for me. Wearing that bracelet like I told you to,” he mumbles. “My good girl.”

Fingers trail to my breasts, gently massaging them. I moan, my head tilting back and hitting something warm.

“I’ve got you,” the man whispers again. “Just relax for me.”

Whimpering, I try to move my hand to hold his and bring it back to my breasts, but he quiets me. I want pleasure, and he was making me feel so good.

His hands trail down my stomach and straight toward my mound.

“Did you shave for Daddy?” he asks.

I nod, my eyes still closed as I let my dream play out.

“Such a good girl for Daddy,” he purrs as his fingers dip into my passage. “Always such a good girl.”

My thighs try to close as pleasure courses through me, but with how he positioned my right leg, I can’t. His fingers continue to slowly thrust in and out of me, building up my orgasm again.

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