controlled me and it brought me to my knees. She was my one. My only.
saving grace. The first person who knew the real me. Because of her, I became
stronger. Whole. A true warrior in my own personal Hell.
threatening to ruin what I had worked so hard to become. Strong.
myself to be perfect. For her.
My dear sweet Evvie. My wife. My lover. My one. My only.
I’m writing this as a way for you to get to know me further.
You know parts. Pieces. But do you really know all? I’m not
use of our bodies. Loving every inch of you, every curve, every freckle, as we
move as one.
The first time that I met with Dr. Santos without you, he
of my head. I told him he was a contradicting asshole. He laughed. I’m not a
nice person when you’re not around, my sweet Evvie. I don’t take well with
being told what to do. This is why I own my clubs. Why I’m the boss. Why I’m in
control. I need it. I can’t have it any other way or else my life would be
fucking miserable. The only good thing in it, is you. You are my strength. My
After I left Matteo’s office, his words bounced around in my
blank pages called to me. I remember my fingers tingling as it drew me in with
each step I took towards it. The need to have the small 5×8 book took control.
It was thrilling really. It was the same feeling I got when I first met you
I never told you how I felt. That moment when I walked in on
me to the core, taking my breath away. I had never felt that way about anyone.
I told you that I had an ex, someone who ripped my heart out when her boyfriend
came back. Well with her, I never felt how I feel with you. I never had the
urge to mark her as mine. To control her. With you? Evvie, I have to be in
control of you. In the bedroom at least. Other times? You are your own woman. I
know it. You know it. But I love you more every day that you submit to me when
we play. I thank you for giving that piece of yourself to me. I know it’s hard
to lose control. Trust me.
Now, this book is for my thoughts but I think it will be
tell you how happy my words will be. You know my past. My history. But all you
know is what I’ve told you. Let me show you what has really happened. Allow me
to suck you in with my words. The only thing I ask in advance is for your
With this book, I’m giving you a piece of myself. It’s like
force until you find the right one that fits. But just know that this puzzle
will reveal the real me. The whole me.
in a book. Whether it’s her words or someone else’s, she’s drawn to it.
be ripped apart and put back together again. Men that fall to their knees over
a wink or a giggle from their females.
and lip gloss. If she has both of those items, you have a happy girl.
many people, real life, online, in her head and she loves every single one of
them. Without the support from others, none of this would be possible and she’s
grateful for all that has been given to her.