Heart Of Ice - Athos Mazza

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out of this noise?" That questi

foreign languages. For the first time in my family, a woman had a degree a

nd rigid family and went out to celebrate with my classmates. In my

r our third dance, came the invitation. What can I say? I was too caught up in those little kisses on my neck and his breath that insisted on warming my skin. The way he sucked in my scent, rubbing the tip of his nose down my throat and

ething that frightened me. However, I must admit that I really wanted to feel his more intimate touch on me. However, there w

d moments later, I stood at the doors of a luxurious hotel room, with a refinement that would astonish any simple young woman like me, and they opened to me. However, I had no tim

erything inside me was in chaos. My breath weighed heavily in my chest where my heart beat hardened, fiercely pounding i

to melt like the lava of an erupting volcano, such was the fire igniting within me. "Oh!" My sounds grew louder, almost scan

usting himself inside me. A discomforting burning sensation immediately seized me, and I held my breath in search of relief from my pain. Amidst my heavy eyeli

seemed, I longed for more of his promiscuity. "Yes, I am!" I whispered softly

g me a captive of his most insane desires, and he shook

lving deeper into me. In the act, he covered my mouth with his, increasing his

d when I felt like I was going to break into a thousand pieces, he stopped the pu

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xt mor

omfortable with the brightness coming from outside. With

ediately engulfed me, and

May my parents never find out about it. I pray, letting out another br

I feel f

ing anything from him. However, the feel

sake, Ollie, w

ister's message and smil

I'll tell you everyt

m the floor, dressed in haste, an

he habit of waking up early and going to church. So, I h

y through the streets of the middle-class neighbo

my parents walked in accompanied by Edie, a family friend. " Go to the bathroom and get rid of those clothes and make

ter? " I heard Mom ask as soo

r room. I got rid of my clothes and took a qui

er voice. " See, Edie, isn't she lovely? " I glanced quick

in, my mother. She is the matchmaker here in the neighborhood and has already

ed guys around here, and any girl would do anything just

te. In the eyes of the heads of these families, women shoul

is out of

l work and foreign languages hidden from my father. After all, I dream of getting a job to b

Mom asks with a singular cordiality, and before obeying her, I

ly on me. How talented, obedient, a good daughter, and

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hours

thinking of pulling them away, but he continues. "I was talking to your father earlier. You're already twenty-two and it's time for you to get marrie

I think, determined

born to be just a housewife and

rents for permis

t I... I'm not ready t

e for long because I want to marry you as soon as po

and didn't wait for his response, simply ran and entered the house, finding a