From the second she walks into my office, past my shouting secretary, I know there’s something about her. Maybe it’s her big green eyes, or her delicious curves, or the fact that her lips would look perfect wrapped around my c*ck.
As a teenager I learned firsthand how untrustworthy and cruel a woman could be. She destroyed me from the inside out and took everything from me. The first chance I got, I ran, and have been running from my past ever since.