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You feel the gold clip cold against your flesh as he holds your wrist still with your body pressing to his, the money clip being nudged into the space between the band of your dress and your lower back. “You’re mine.”,he purrs before his hand takes your shoulder blade and the one around your wrist slides up to take your hand.
IN WHICH Vox pays for a dance and you pay for your weakness.
Bookmarked by yongicitos
27 Feb 2026
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i love him so much he can manipulate me whenever he wants

