𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐘!
HAVE A BEAUTIFUL SEASON
AND TRY NO TO DISGRACE
YOUR FAMILY IN THE PROCESS.

«keep it in the family»
it doesn't mean fucking
your own family member!

Tony Baddingham was the king of the world. He was an unattainable man, he was a Lord, anyone would open their legs for him, and instead, after only three months, he was on his knees, supplicating,

“Come on, pumpkin, please.”

 Sofia had to admit that Tony's eyes had a certain something about them. They sparkled like a puppy's, and he could go from being a complete idiot, to a complete bag of tears and pleadings, so obedient and submissive, that Sofia want to take care of him. His mother never did a good job, all her attention always went to Bas, and now, Tony was begging for attention again, not wanting to lose to his brother.

“I won't leave Bas, Tony.”

And the words seemed to destroy the man. Sophia seemed to have taken his heart out and crushed it in her hand, for he threw himself further into her lap, staining her bare thighs with his tears, inhaling the fragrance, letting himself be enraptured by the only thing she was willing to give him.

Tony was open to negotiation, and he made it known.

“Just name the price. Just... let me win, Sofia.”

The sweet, desperate way he said it broke something in the girl. It sensitized her, at least a little.

With some effort she lifted Anthony off the ground and cradled his face in hers hands, looking at how vulnerable he looked.  Disheveled, with eyes full of tears and his will destroyed.

Oh, but what woman couldn't be driven mad by such a display of obsessive obeisance? Sophie was only human, and she had always been weak.

“You are no good for me.”

“But I want you...” Tony said.

And he said it, as if she was something he could buy so easily, something to obtain, some kind of prize.

Sometimes she wondered if he would ever tell her that he loved her, like the feeling, instead of just feeling like he owned her skin.

Everything she had, everything she would ever aspire to, was here for her. Tony would give her everything, she just had to name it like the times before.

“I'll pay any... price. Please, Sofia.”

But now, completely tired of the routine, Sofia didn't really think she wanted anything. How much can you give to someone who already has everything?

She caressed his two-day-old unshaven cheeks and placed a soft kiss on his elongated nose.

“You can't give me what I want, and neither can I, because we don't love each other, not in the same way.” Sofia responds with a wise countenance.

Being in love and love something. Two identical words, with such different meanings.

If only Sofia hadn't said yes the first time, none of this would be happening. And who knows, maybe no stupid battle would have started, and a lot of mistakes would have been fixed.

But it was not time to regret, it was useless. All that was left was to look to the future, and if Sofia tried to look at it with Tony's help, it would only be an unhappy and empty path for her.

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