LOGIN"Don't make me spread your legs roughly little one. Keep them open for me, you want this right? Tell me if you want to stop okay?" He asked with his sexy voice, I was nodding my reply.
View More"Shit! Miss, what the fuck are you doing? This is freaking cold water. You could get hypothermia." I could hear a man calling out for me. But I was feeling so at peace as I let my self go, and walked further deeper sinking myself info the ocean. I started gulping on the water. I couldn't care less. My ears were ringing as I got deeper into the water, I opened my eyes only seeing the darkness. I was smiling into he deep dark sea water, then I could feel my chest burning as I couldn't take a breath. I was relaxing my self and taking in the burn. But then I felt my body was being tugged onto the surface harshly. I choked and coughed couple of times. My body became limped as some one pulled me to the shallow water, until we finally reached the shore. "Fucking hell girl! Are you trying to kill yourself? Don't ever do that to me again, it's too fucking cold for a swim." He was the most handsome man I've ever seen. May
I met Mr. Barnaby right away, when I decided to call him after my meeting with Archie. Turned out Archie had already called him first. I was starting to fall for this laid-back coastal living now. "Ms. Henderson." He greeted me as we met on the front porch of the cottage."Please, call me Marissa." I held out my hand to shake, as I greet him back. "Call me Daniel then." He smiled warmly at me."Come, I'll show you the cottage. It's rarely used. So I'm sorry if it's a bit sore in the eye. But the insides are perfect. You got one bed room, one bathroom, washer dryer, fully functioning kitchen and a living room with and old television. I don't know if you young kids still watch those. My son is constantly on his laptop." He looked at me wondering. "I will Daniel, I'm just grateful that I will have a roof over my head for the next few months. You give me a very good deal." I grinned at him.
"Dad! Please you have to believe me! It wasn't me. I didn't do it!" I cried to my dad. He wouldn't even believe me now. "I expect better from you, they're your step sisters, they're younger than you. Do you actually think that they would be capable of doing this? That's it you're grounded. I'm going to work." The two siblings were laughing at me, while their mother ushered them away calmly. They were trying to make my father hated me. I cried again, alone in my room.Everything at home was a disaster. That was when I decided to move out, after I finished high school. I was arranging everything, I would walk out of my childhood home, leaving my dearest father behind.I needed to get away from this toxic environment. I didn't know where to go, I was planning my getaway everyday. I had been saving my money, from my allowance. Selling off my branded stuff online and put all the money in my secured account. Not even my