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engraved with our family’s seal, one that was anointed by Don Abrami.  Taking her life would have been easy at that point, but my cock wanted a taste of her.  What better way to ensure her father felt grief than to find his daughter’s fucked corpse bleeding on the floor?  I walked through the shadows as she furiously waved her arms in the air to dissipate the cloud of nicotine she had created.  I could definitely think of something a lot healthier for her to wrap those crimson lips around.  I curled my lips into a smile as she tried to pierce the darkness with her eyes.
    “I wondered where you ran off to.”  I said as I finally emerged from the darkness and locked my gaze on her.
     
    Chapter 5:  Angela
     
    The man in front of me was little more than a stranger, but there was something that drew me to him.  He seemed to have a craving in his eyes and they didn’t want to budge from me.  I knew it was stupid to let him move closer, but I didn’t react when he stubbed out his cigar on the windowsill and took a step back.  He circled me and continued to stare.  I felt like I had been hypnotized.  My body was screaming yes and no at the same time; my brain couldn’t figure out which direction I should go.  I usually required at least a first date before I let a man get that close to me, but as my cigarette was pushed out beneath my shoe, he pressed me against the wall.  His body was against mine and his breath was inches from my lips.  There was a storm brewing inside of me, and it had been such a long time.  He reached out and slipped his finger into the fabric of my dress.
    “You’re so damn gorgeous.”  He said as he slid it towards the edge of my shoulder.
    “Who are you?”  I asked in confusion as my breath got heavier.
    “I’m the man who is going to fuck you.”  He wrapped a hand around my back.
    I gave in, or I guess I should say I just didn’t put up a fight.  His lips touched mine and it was like a static shock of passion was ignited as he continued to push my dress off of my shoulder.  It was wrong; I knew it was wrong—but I just didn’t want him to stop.  He had been watching me all night.  His eyes were the ones that had been staring at me every time I scanned the crowd; the steel colored gaze I couldn’t escape.  I melted into his arms, becoming the kind of woman I ridiculed, the ones who eagerly took the steps on their walk of shame.  His lips smeared my crimson lipstick, but he didn’t stop.  His hips were so close I could feel his cock pressing against me.  It was already throbbing with his desire.  I could feel my panties getting wet, my own body betraying me as he slid my dress off of my other shoulder.  His lips descended down my neck and I let my hair fall back, completely enthralled by the mysterious stranger who had pursued me.
    “This is wrong…”  I whispered as I kissed his strong cheekbone, moving towards his ear.
    “No it isn’t.”  He said as he held me tighter.  “You’re right where you belong.”
    “I don’t even know you.”  His lips moved back to my grazing them as his tongue slid across my jaw line and he placed a kiss on my ear, sending chill bumps through my body.
    “You know all you need to know.”  He whispered as both hand slid behind my back and started to slide my dress towards the floor.
    “Do I?”  I wasn’t so sure, but felt my body succumbing.
    The fact I knew it was so wrong just made me want him even more.  I could hear the music from the Grand Ballroom playing downstairs.  It was loud enough to conceal any noise that we made.  His calloused hands started to slide across my back as his feet trampled my dress while he kissed me.  He unsnapped my bra and it fell down my arms.  I dropped them and it fell to the floor.  His mouth seemed to be everywhere, kissing pleasure points I didn’t even realize I had.  His fingers dug into the waistband of my panties and then he was between my legs, his fingers